This is a song about "Bees and pollonation"

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

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

I am so kind that i am friends with the bees

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

And all my childhood memories

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

And bunch of other felonies from a to z like spelling bees

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement