This is a song about "Buzz"

I'm the seven six was afraid of, gone nuts, gotta little buzz,

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Drug myself unconscious but my buzz is still definite

While i be blowing buzz, you be blowing your bloody nose, bitch

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

But im steady tryna get a buzz thats why i suck at operation

At first i didn't know what i was, but now i know that i'm just hungry for all the buzz

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

And if we had missed that fucking bus, it would not have been worth the buzz

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

The girls do not bother me but the boys cannot buzz off like a bee

Heneesee, makes me think my enemy is getting close

Bystanders continue their buzz why worry about those hoes