This is a song about "Smoking and drinking lean"

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

I don't lean to alcohol yeah my life was bad and all.

I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean,

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

To the violence, drinking, smoking, and all the hate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Getting hype to nirvana drinking guava and java,

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

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