This is a song about "Cactus and honey pie"

And be the honey bee

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

But now it's on point, more points then of a cactus.

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

My city, growl with me, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

You can pick apart my raps, i ain’t told ya na’ lie

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Cause time is money

Hear what i said honey?

As i ingest her tender little pie whole

Except it ain't via the nose it's from deep in my soul