The Birds, The Bees, And The mEmEs

I be memeing on you non stop
Memeing all around down town, memeing on top
All these fricking people used to say that I was crap
But now here I am, Smurty Boi, king of rap
Flexing with my moolah, rapping bout my money
Talking bout the struggle? Screw that, make it funny
Honeybee
On the scene
Making pollen making memes
Get your head, it’s guillotine
Buzzing cuz ‘en I’m the queen, baby
Sugarplum, apricot
All of y’all’s kids, they be all lil thots
Lil Owen in the cellar, he be thinking up the plot
Talking Leslie Knope, turn this dirt into a lot
Boi I got a lot
On my plate
Finna appreciate
What I do for this town, and the good I create
Getting to the 20s upping birth rates
Man I’ll let em all know you don’t pride for straights, dummy

[Verse 2]
So Karen like pp?
But boi I got the biggest, so why don’t she like me me?
I mean who the hell
Would date anyone else
When you got Smurty Boi?
And he just so dreamy
Just you wait, till I can flip back
To classy boi, and he’ll give you a panic attack
Boi we going back to school, I got the coolest backpack
And when I make my lunches all you see is finna snack packs