This is a song about "Honey singh motherfucking indian raper"

Fuck your humanity rather care more for an indian crisis

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Can't nobody fade meand i been goin' insane latelyand everybody tryin ta hold me back

Thats what happens if you degrade indian rappes like "this indian is rappin' bad"

That's why i'm makin' money

And you blew it up honey

Is such a motherfucking pain

So much to say a scrabble game

And be the honey bee

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

All my west indian niggas got me speaking creole

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole