This is a song about "Drinking bee"

Like drinking the evidence.

The jiggas and the tips

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

So much wasted time with snorting smoking and drinking

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

You just a dead bee without a sting,

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

Couldn't keep reality, yet kept drinking.

Now my shit is like a crip sneaker

Blaze drinking henny by the liter

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Back that booty up bitch, i'm a bumble bee

Drinking straight from the keg

My god come before this bread