This is a song about "Bee sex"

You would bet on malcolm sex

I'm on deck i'm up next

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

It couldnt have been a mind altering bee

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

And be the honey bee

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

You just a dead bee without a sting,

All the girls wanna have sex

Convertibles with turbo jets

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

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

It wasn't about the sex

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

Me and your mum had rough sex

Sweet, okay makes sense