This is a song about "Honey bees"

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

I am so kind that i am friends with the bees

Talking about brutality it's surrounding me like a fucking swarm of bees

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Forget it you just want the money honey

Got tired of running from the police

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

I'm true to me, speak freely, call me daddy teaching you the birds and bees,

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

You need money holla at ya boy honey

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money