This is a song about "Bee s"

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

My close brother will sting you worst than a queen bee

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Do i get a free bee? to jump, come with me?

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Here i'm nothing but a backward bone-mugging urban bee

Rollin' down the four o five

It´s the battle of life

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money