This is a song about "Honey boy"

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

And be the honey bee

My lady, my baby

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

Honey, you’re worth the price

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

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

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