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

Catch me with cup full of lean

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

I'm drinking lean, committing sins

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

I'll spy on ya chief, see a gold on top

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Clean time, lean fucking killing machine,

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

To dive so fast in the past and lean,

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

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Nobody to lean on

That's word to my mom

It's roc nation, this my team

Purple drank that gangsta lean