This is a song about "Bean head niggas"

I'm writing this off my head

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Loving you is clouding my head

My god come before this bread

2 feet planted, keeping my head on a swivel for lurking niggas that are looking

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

You claim to like girls but mr "skitzer" never ever flicks a bean

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

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

She gon have a baby then flee from her education