This is a song about "Killer bean"

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,

And if they all in your business then you don't need a twitter

I'ma murder anyone that comes near me. call me serial killer

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

The next god of thriller, a mother fucking serial killer,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I flow on the stereo iller than a serial killer,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

I have no killer degree, cause

Always knew where the pot was

Blasting psychill, poppin' brain killer

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her