This is a song about "Your mean"

I'm god man i don't even have to breathe, but your ass must be satan cause you're actin mean

I bet you're probably thinkin that your ass is mean, fuck no man you're stuck usin vaseline

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

You claim your mean and got a savage team but

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

On me i'll murder your mom.i'm obviously wrong and mean,they call me a verse-

Pussy motherfuckers leanin' like codeine fiends, he's mean,

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Bitches pursue me like a dream

Brotha lynch may be mean

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

By dating you mean looking over facebook and masturbating, well thats just hating your

Academics don't mean shit if your privileged decapitation is my declaration

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation