This is a song about "Bush life"

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

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

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

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Formed crust, two rabbits fucking in a bush,

School kids setting fire to that bush...

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Talkin bout that trill life

We hustle to survive

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Under 25, living the fuckin life

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck