This is a song about "Weather bees"

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

Talking about brutality it's surrounding me like a fucking swarm of bees

These chalance give me balance

Deflect what the weather brings

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

Covering my head in bad weather

You know...you know who you are

I make him smile under any type of weather

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter

Will survive the rampage and see clear weather

Well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Spelling bees, scraping knees, losing keys

Cause there'll never be peace