This is a song about "Got my beans"

Got congratulated cause my lyrics and my style

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Not of sound mind eatin liver with some fava beans

But got comma’s in my statement

With such an ugly picture in it and

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Im doper then dopamine,overdosing on coke and beans

Got high and my brain got mushy...

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

My ass got sulky n' grumpy

But i kinda like your company