This is a song about "Honey buns"

Im way too hot so many run, the rest get cooked n served like dennys buns.

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

But never second got you looking sweet like honey,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

Bring the battering ram where you live

Honey, you’re worth the price

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

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse