This is a song about "Killer bees"

She ain't know i was a killer

Baby, you know who you are

No, i'm an intricate minded killer/

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

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

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

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

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

Journey in the mind of this serial killer

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

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

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

Sip some green tea and look at them bees

Like being garbage some type of disease

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,