This is a song about "Honey sing"

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

Honey, you’re worth the price

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

We can sing so sing to subtly sting

Ten more depending on where wale going

I know the road i'm taking

Now let the angels sing

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Sing with me, sing for the year,

Years back you believed that the world was fair

Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,

Sing with me, sing for the year,

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear