This is a song about "Buzz"

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

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

Let the radiation, set in, i'm gettin, a buzz,

But i guess i'm just gonna make this fish stew because

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I introduce you to my debut blazed buzz, man of the hour

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

He comes back sometimes and tries to ruin my buzz

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Like we were the bees of the buzz

Cause my thing something vicious

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

New to the scene no buzz but i'm far from lyrically weak bitch,