This is a song about "Bush did mine eleven"

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Let's go, time to burn this bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

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

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Writin' rhymes since eleven, values were surely taught,

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

Fun, sucks that i'm too tall for the tub

Another eleven to lessen my vision, inverted ceiling.

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Formed crust, two rabbits fucking in a bush,

Born two eleven father gone two a zero and an eleven

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son