This is a song about "Killa bees"

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

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

Got more killa rhymes you just haven't heard em

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

Im the wasps elbows and the bees knees

Cause there'll never be peace

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Take a whiff of me and you'll be higher than a nest of bees

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot

Seshin on this killa reefa that be the pol pot/

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

I'm everything that they call nice