This is a song about "Sweet bee"

More money that mean less sleep

Her voice was soft and sweet,

Ill keep it short and sweet

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

It couldnt have been a mind altering bee

Cause i fly like a butterfly and sting like a bee

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

You just a dead bee without a sting,

I know the road i'm taking

But none should be royal gee just people overly spoiled bee,

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

You saved me takin a arrow to the knee but i still stung like a little bee.