This is a song about "Coco bean farmers"

Got it matching though

A$$ that pops like coco,

Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!i had to tell him it was alright, and that's a lie

It's just a figment of my imagination i've gone coco i've gone loco up so high

Never exposed to elements, nothing but lima bean

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Fuck this battle, its worth less to me than a farmers cattle,

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

Them bitches trying to suck my coco.

We grind, these niggas asking for some promo

Call me whatever joe

To know i like that co-co