This is a song about "Bee s knees"

It couldnt have been a mind altering bee

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Gettin weak all in my knees

Got tired of running from the police

You saved me takin a arrow to the knee but i still stung like a little bee.

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

4-3... yea, remember that please

I begging on my knees,

Lights please, lights please

The pale skin and scrapped knees

I got all the haters on their knees

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

You just a dead bee without a sting,

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee