This is a song about "Honey"

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

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee

Forget it you just want the money honey

Let me rideuntil i get free

I will grow taller then you honey

And be the honey bee

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

But never second got you looking sweet like honey,

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear