This is a song about "Honey"

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey

Hell, ever since i was a little nigga havin' fantasies

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

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

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

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Honey, you’re worth the price

Forget it you just want the money honey

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

You a lady boss, now you fly free

You need money holla at ya boy honey

Hear what i said honey?

Fuck fame, fuck money