This is a song about "Bitches and honey"

Must be something you want me to see

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

On they twitter writing novels, see

And you blew it up honey

She suckin and swallow man bitches are hallow

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

From curb surfingwe working the industry

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

I'll never call you bitch again

Better rape some bitches and then