The Birds and the Bees

This song's just for all the memers The dreamers All the non-believers and believers Beliebers And the over-acheivers Girls with big peepers Boys who say, "Jeepers!" Finders and keepers Hiders and seekers Criers and weepers Liars and teachers Players and preachers All the old features Got some new creatures Followers and leaders Having fake seizures Thinks he's got some issues, some things are just meant to be But I don't really care about you so as you can see It's good enough for you, but not as good enough for me But I don't have to worry, that's my opportunity Imma die with my finger on the trigger For my nigga Out here partying, mixing champagne and liquor I ain't no quitter Won't take long for the idea to hit her Making her commit suicide, just like Hitler Rap flow Too damn slow Speed it up or you gotta go These girls always look the same Cause pick up lines ain't got no game Staying up, wide awake Smash his head in the birthday cake You ain't getting no damn nickel Just get out on a bicycle Just fake a death just so people can see on how I live I'll try to give you everything that I could try to give Can't nobody stop me Get yourself your own damn copy Yo pull out game kinda sloppy Throwing them hands just like I'm Rocky Keeping it cash, just packing bank Make my way to the highest rank Leave it out, and draw a blank Survive titanic, ship just sank