This is a song about "Bush life"

Matter fact i dreamed that i lived twice

My already fucked up life

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

I've never smoked in my life

Your lies are fake as george bush/

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Talkin bout that trill life

Life on a platter, life looking dapper

And there's little to be glad for

What we gotta do to survive

This is bigger than life

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals