This is a song about "You left me to stew even after all the lines we drew"

Like, after hearing my lines, how can you not be a fan of me?

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

And all the laughter i'd capture after havin' to murder you

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

I even drew a clear picture in the words

That you won't decay even after the twists and turns

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

Now i can draw your face up pretty

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

You bout to get the worst of me after i turn up,

Then after knowing all the facts, come back and battle me

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

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

And when i flee, all the bees come after me