This is a song about "8 grandkids"

With a honey in the middle

Not even metaphorical

Marijuana my profession

You're uncool like my mother kin

Inequality promises

All we need is convienient love

Strangely deteriorating

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Generating celebrations.

I know what you do with that

I'm on my figure 8 shit

7 to 8, zoom, boom tune

I'm not moving like a cartoon