This is a song about "Heinz beans"

All that ass in your jeans

And has the magic beans

Cuz id be lyin and yall be fine chase bread with my dog muthafucka felines

I hope that you're finding it better than some kinda redder heinz

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Im doper then dopamine,overdosing on coke and beans

Not of sound mind eatin liver with some fava beans

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

And catch up from behind like a punt of heinz

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

But my momma could'nt even afford beans

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans