This is a song about "Bush honey"

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

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

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Your lies are fake as george bush/

And you blew it up honey

A military mind mean money

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

But most times darling the sequel sucks

But am i less holy

And be the honey bee

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

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

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush