This is a song about "Pouring up lean"

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,

The pigs fly away in the morning

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

I get vision of blood born pathogens pouring out of my pores.

I just know what you mean

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Catch me with cup full of lean

Come see real niggas on my team

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

My building blocks yelling skeletons pouring in other elements

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Smoke weed and pop bottles my real niggas be pouring

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin