This is a song about "Killer bees"

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

Im the wasps elbows and the bees knees

Got tired of running from the police

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

My bitches brighter always saying lights please

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

I took this line from tyler: feeling flyer than a bag of bees

And bunch of other felonies from a to z like spelling bees

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

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

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

I slay em like a #serial #killer

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir