This is a song about "Birds and bees"

It's real dog, i live in the fire

Than the birds on the wire

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Become all the ugly pretty mythical miracle birds

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

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

And the truth hurts the birds i knew flip birds lets have a toast for the girls

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

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

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Like we were the bees of the buzz

The long road to success is dangerous

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

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please