This is a song about "Bees bonnette"

We can make more, make babies

Girls swarm on me, like a bunch of bees

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

We got money to go get baby

Like we were the bees of the buzz

The long road to success is dangerous

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

I'm the bees knees, but got called a dude, so rude.

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

They're busy bees, sipping tea while chillin' in their silky sheets

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

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

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

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

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities