This is a song about "Bugs"

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

You got a big head them im a take it off your style bugs me disgusts me

Bully season, i'm like bugs taking out daffy, now where's your rich daddy?/

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

I can pack a punch i got more karats than bugs bunny's lunch

Under my skin scratchin bugs, pride heavy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

You're boring like bugs bunny, insulting swin3 and benny just to get votes or props

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

The time is now to chase after these lightning bugs/

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home