When You Hear Buzz Around

My Life's Experiences, I've Always Had, My Uncle Used To Call It Antenna. I Know What's Going To Happen Oftentimes Before It Happened When It's Involving Me

I Want To Be The Condensation On The Glass. I Want To Be That Phenomenon That Takes Place Between Hot And Cold.

When You Hear Buzz Around The Beehive, You Know They're Making Honey In There.

Every Little Job Becomes A Dream, And You Don't Recall It Anymore, And Maybe You Might Have A Deja Vu Moment, But It's Like Something You Dreamed Earlier

If Evolution Works, Why Are Monkeys Still Around?