This is a song about "Ratchet pussy lean money"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Bats and hatchets at the ratchet rappers, automatics,

I'm drinking lean, committing sins

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Money, pussy, power, respect that's the shit that i want

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean