This is a song about "Honey buns"

And you blew it up honey

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Forget it you just want the money honey

But five years from now i bet she see

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

You need money holla at ya boy honey

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

I will grow taller then you honey

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

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Honey face it you've crossed the muthafuckin line