This is a song about "Birds and bees"

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Talking about brutality it's surrounding me like a fucking swarm of bees

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

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

That try to chase these skirts

All that bullshit's for the birds

Mercilessly leave you hurting, spurting with circling birds chirping

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Girls swarm on me, like a bunch of bees

That'll do anything that i please