This is a song about "Ian parker"

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

Honey, you’re worth the price

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

Yeah, one time for the

We're like martin and gina

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

And all women who had light features, see

Forget it you just want the money honey

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

Dexterity size of martin

All the girls really want is fun

But never second got you looking sweet like honey,

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny