This is a song about "Sipping on lean that why i m moving so slow"

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

And when we on that lean, we ain't fuckin' with the liquor

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

I run for it cause these motherfuckers moving slow

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Stellar on my ceiling, feeling slow no lean though

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow