This is a song about "Honey buddy"

You don't need to hear dre buddy, go consult a real doctor honey

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

I will grow taller then you honey

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

I want to feel her in every way

Take a buddy holly holiday

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Well i'm not a mortal man, so how you feeling buddy?

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

You a lady boss, now you fly free