This is a song about "Bees and pollonation"

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

You and i, were a bottle in the sea. allergic stingers on two bees.

Im the wasps elbows and the bees knees

We can make more, make babies

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

Girls swarm on me, like a bunch of bees

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

I am so kind that i am friends with the bees

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Promise you g, fuck with bees you will be stung something mean