This is a song about "Bees"

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

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

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Like we were the bees of the buzz

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,

That's right, heheheyo, i heard you got beat up by the police

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

God mc oh my god you gotta see

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

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

Still hear that laughin' under breath while the orlando police

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

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

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

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And when i flee, all the bees come after me