This is a song about "Honey love"

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse

I swear my peoples keep a strapped like pinky in the movies

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

Honey i'm shinin so bright you can't see

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

I will grow taller then you honey

Nah, i wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

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

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

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money