This is a song about "Honey maximum"

That when i smoke and rap i am the maximum

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

Blow up on this society

I will grow taller then you honey

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey

Almost lost my life to the industry

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

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

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

Missiles, do that to the maximum, they're street sweepers,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years