This is a song about "Killa bees"

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

You and i, were a bottle in the sea. allergic stingers on two bees.

Automatic kill for pennies

Girls swarm on me, like a bunch of bees

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

Got more killa rhymes you just haven't heard em

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

Like we were the bees of the buzz

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

I'm the bees knees, but got called a dude, so rude.

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

I'm a killa it's true