This is a song about "Honey sweet love anniversary limerick chins"

And you blew it up honey

Third ward general, young cash money

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

Life is sweet, so sweet i need a shot of insulon (insulin)

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

You'd have three chins n' a more than a portly waist

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

But never second got you looking sweet like honey,

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

You think you put in work? that's sweet

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

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

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see