This is a song about "Beaner"

These faces and places are growing old,

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

This irritation of life that's getting real old

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

And pissing red, white, and blue

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Claiming how they got the burner

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Im a human meat eater

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

Cut the fuckers up black or white

Must be a lady in tha light

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

This the type of shit that make a niggah twitch