This is a song about "Honey bun"

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Cause i'mma put a bun in the oven if i don't put my dick in a coma

From you. you're the one holding me back at the club or maybe the pub down the

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

I'm back up in this bitch with a bitch i call her cinna bun

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

He found this ample time to touch her bun,

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

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

And be the honey bee

Bait baby, wait baby