This is a song about "Jess parker"

Forget it you just want the money honey

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Obsession, our possessions possessed us, no honey bees,

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

Or try to fill the shoes of an invisible pair

And they can't see the tragedy

Your poo, i mean pooh without the honey,