This is a song about "Honey women"

Looking at these women

On the bible you can run

And be the honey bee

Bitch, i might make you my baby

I aint afraid to hit women

Shout out chicken getting chicken

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Buying a killing product, giving killers my money, for some honey,

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

But i kinda like your company

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

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

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