This is a song about "Eating honey buns in jail"

In the futuren, truly yours , wale

Y'all locked inside the bars like a cell up in jail,

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

Supposed to spend the night in jail but i broke that cage.

In a beanie eating zucchinis dodging the diabetes

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Now me and quik gonna show you niggas what it's like on this side

From the honey to money with nothing comforting left in sight

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Ice and rain, letter, center of attention

Cancel my reservations, yeah we're eating in

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again

But most of my homies in jail or slain