This is a song about "Honey bun"

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

Blow up on this society

I will grow taller then you honey

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

But never second got you looking sweet like honey,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Hear what i said honey?

But make sure if they do see

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey