This is a song about "Bean and cheese burritoes and farts"

Rather beatin on the bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

But i've got the farts, well contained

What y'all know about mac and cheese, y'all ain't know nothin so pass the weed

They say i'm running hip-hop but i'd rather unify with y'all then stampede

But i've got all the farts, well contained

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Never exposed to elements, nothing but lima bean

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Im as sweet as a jelly bean

Rideright back to the movies

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese