This is a song about "Bees"

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

It's no longer a new jack city

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

Tonight she gon' fuck with mei beated up that pussy

Put you in jimmy choo and you ain't even chinese

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

I just want somebody i can see

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

Rideright back to the movies