This is a song about "Bean and cheese"

Thinking he could beat me, his bean sized little mind made him

Can you blame her? hundred dollars for them bitches wann’t a option

You wonda why they call u bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

I'll eat you like velveeta when i smother it all on my mac and cheese,

Now you speaking my language

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Only globular / overseas cos they've got cheese

We getting cheese like it's macaroni,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Rap is easier than having rats to please with mac & cheese

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies