This is a song about "Weather bees"

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

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

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

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

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

I make him smile under any type of weather

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

And i know - there'll never be peace

I am so kind that i am friends with the bees

A sweater containing heat in cold weather,

Right now, freestyle or write down, whatever

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Ill make rain bars no matter what the weather.

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

And i hate the chilly weather