This is a song about "Being flee"

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Hurting these herb emcees, you better learn to flee urgently

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

You see automatic, few flee, ought-ta have it

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

Why do we flee instead of holding our stance?

My mind holding me captive, and i cannot flee,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Multisyllabic and internal rhymes about conscious topics, creating the

Targaryen bitch i'm wormtongue, flee rohan and move to a different area

And smart enough to flee the scene when the block is lit

The best journeyacres of land and swimming pools and all that

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

And when i flee, all the bees come after me