This is a song about "Bush boy"

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Fire up the burning bush

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Now beat around the bush, round the bush era/

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

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

Hey, looking boy, what you say looking boy?

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy