This is a song about "Bush 911"

Fire up the burning bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

On my way home i punched a bitch for an umbrella

Now beat around the bush, round the bush era/

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,

Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

We should be presidents of pussy town, the way we killing that bush