This is a song about "Honey buns"

Time is money, that's the acronym for my name honey

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

But it wasnt worth it cause now im gettin stared down by guys who wanna fuck my buns,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

Why haven't you fled, run! your fat #buns gonna be part of my #mac's lunch

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

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

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey