This is a song about "Honey nut cheerios"

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Hear what i said honey?

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Give it to her raw, dont stop til i nut

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

No fake is safe against me, i'm a tough nut to crack

And you blew it up honey

Third ward general, young cash money

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

But nah, he is quite different

Like nut smoking up blunt for blunt