This is a song about "Pinto beans"

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

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

You know i be teasing, though

It blows up like a pinto

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

Your bitch is a hood bitch you can find up in these streets

But my momma could'nt even afford beans

Cause after all the lights and screams

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Not of sound mind eatin liver with some fava beans

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Evading my death by regaining my strength with sensu beans

And has the magic beans

I said believe in your dreams

Im doper then dopamine,overdosing on coke and beans

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens