This is a song about "Xnanx lean money guns"

Artillery weak with guns

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Cools cuts, make his meat real lean

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Weed must be white house green see the lean

You can't evade my guns,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

These chalance give me balance

We bustin' like shot guns

I was playing with guns

I'm drinking lean, committing sins

Thoughts from the balcony,double cup of lean

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

I just raped you for pete-sakes, we all lean my way