This is a song about "Simon honeydew"

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

She say she fucking with me the long way

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

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Purchased bottles of honey, ain't got no spouse

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Poor caveats fell in to the porker's meat melons

The taste of it is so sweet , just like honey

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Honey i may be the underdog but you just met the undertaker

Do this shit blowin up like a nuclear war plant

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand