This is a song about "Honey crunch"

Stomp yo head out, call me capt'n crunch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Play a song, invade a thong, my dick is havin' guts for lunch

Lets split up and find him, before he finds others to crunch

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

I will grow taller then you honey

Hear what i said honey?

Hey, must be the money

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

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

They vaguely decipher my language

Cougar chillin at the crunch and munch

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money