This is a song about "Whinnie the pooh"

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Here's the answer and the antidote:

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Raised by a momma who, who

Yellow ass nigga whinne the pooh

Here they keep a rachet close

The more battles the better the flows

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

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

Trick winnie the pooh, if you want his honey.