This is a song about "Buzz"

I got to fight this

Who buzz bully you bitches

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Holy shit! not to forget my black lungs, it feels like pile of buzz//

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

And drinking cheap beer with no buzz, out of old cups

But nah, he is quite different

My buzz wont ever rust,

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

Why are we still conversing when i'm sure you've heard the chorus

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

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

What's what, whos buzz was cut,

She said i'm ready to fuck