This is a song about "Michael honey"

Go downstairs, take my water, fluff it with honey

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And be the honey bee

I swear they think i'm crazy

But make sure if they do see

Hear what i said honey?

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

I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle

The michael myers of rap,

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Trappin'n dabin pots of honey with pooh bear

Will walking on my heart, wish you was still there

And you blew it up honey

We're living in a fantasy

Spit it like i get it from the bible for your survival

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,