This is a song about "Thot lean chief balout tadoe"

Show ‘em how much they really mean

And i sip on the lean

Purple drank that gangsta lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Kids complainin always sayin that i chief all the blunts, shit

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

I got a dollar and a dream

The freshest beats that thump the streets for weeks chief,

Ironic we on air, but they never let us breathe

And we done shed so many tearslost many peers no memories

I'm in a another world just call me master chief

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream