This is a song about "Beans"

All that ass in your jeans

And has the magic beans

Baby when i like that, i know it's crazy

Feed it beans, it's gassed up, if it thinks it's stopping me

Not of sound mind eatin liver with some fava beans

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

But my momma could'nt even afford beans

Know what they mean, everything ain't what it seems

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

Im doper then dopamine,overdosing on coke and beans

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans