This is a song about "Honey badgers"

Hear what i said honey?

Not hungry for my poetry

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

And be the honey bee

Dc, man over money

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature

Honey i may be the underdog but you just met the undertaker

A happy home, that's my fantasy

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Neck full of gold, i'm attracted to the honey

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I bee so bumble, ill sting ya n flirt with ur honey