This is a song about "A nest of bees"

Girls swarm on me, like a bunch of bees

Got tired of running from the police

Until you harness the skill of getting out of harm's nest

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Until you harness the skill of getting out of harm's nest

And all my childhood memories

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

I'm the bees knees, but got called a dude, so rude.

Hold my tears i tried my best

Like i built from rhymes the biggest nest

Take a whiff of me and you'll be higher than a nest of bees

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace