This is a song about "Michael honey"

Honey, you’re worth the price

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey

Once as a slave who imagined being free

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Third ward general, young cash money

I will grow taller then you honey

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

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

Yea, i hit it up and spit it off with michael/

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Vocabulary is an armory, knives like michael

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival