This is a song about "Honey singh"

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

Well, i’m flyin' over, literally, flyin' over cities

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

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

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

They giving pounds and that before get the money

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

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Yummy edibles made with honey in my tummy

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy