This is a song about "Cool beans"

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

But my momma could'nt even afford beans

I've seen niggas loose cool, niggas leave school

You going around every where acting cool

We cool under one condition

It's my fact y'all are fiction with diction

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

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

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Alright cool, let's do this..

Well, we are the roses

Cool cucumber, smooth charmer, snake bite

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

The hostile picasso, but played it cool