This is a song about "Bumble bees"

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

Like we were the bees of the buzz

But you hate them navel kisses

With business hoes an college strippers

My world, haters can make like bees with no stingers

Im the wasps elbows and the bees knees

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

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

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

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

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

You make a nigga sing songs nice