This is a song about "Emily bee"

It couldnt have been a mind altering bee

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

It sting like an african bee , hurts like bullet ants

Bitches don't clap with their hands, so i do not talk to my hands

Cause i fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

And a flow like a butter fly that stings like a bee

I'm thee, greatest on the microphone, stinging like bee, but,

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

Throwing big dogs like clippers, no emily elizabeth

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

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

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

And be the honey bee

I was wondering maybe