Hive

Birds and the bees,

honey, honey,

honey, honey,

Hive mentality,

buzzed for a queen!

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday

Runaways for the one...

Some say, one day

She shall come...

say

something

to me

or

I'll shoot

my shots off

d'top of my head

...while they fetty wapping

steady dropping...

knowledge, instead...

the only one to say,

"All these products are dead!"

Umm, miss me with it,

bullshit, that is too dumb!

I am a raisin in the sun!

Who has won,

it all,

with a pit-bull terrier

madness

while playing pinball

with a grip on

the terrors that I'm having

daydreaming about nightmares in a cabins...

I can't correct

mirror images imprinted on my skin, imagine...

Dawg, that is getting this

shit off my necklace easily!

Out of the

depth control of what is!

Perceptions and what they know to be,

second guessing us

with no protection of trust

so let's step it up!

Providing that they

viewing the best of us...

from the soul they see,

and it's cool, not to be fucking with

them though...

sexually...

contextual...

it's needed though, sheesh!

What we seeing, whoa...

Birds of paradise that speak...

"Just, let it go!"

Ewe wee!

Posh up!

Excuse me!

No love is lost honey...

Quick you stung thee...

lately you think of

you and about me,

what I'm doing?

Up, late night counting sheep...

Go to sleep...

wake up

They blowing smoke

in my home for honey...

I told you I was buzzing for a queen!

...hungry sort to speak...

Propolis for the city

I home grew, this culture...

that's so true...

put that on the altar

Rock of Gibraltar!

Dead poet society,

death of an author...

Poems read

off by a coroner!

Epitaphs for my

loves that's gone wrong!

Middle fingers up,

but that's from the culture!

These bums,

or not like us!

That's sure enough,

I put that on Tamond's trust...

Trumps' borders was a bluff!

Too much witchcraft to conjure up...

It bees like that, beg your pardon bruh...