This is a song about "Bush"

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Your lies are fake as george bush/

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Fire up the burning bush

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

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

I just write that right by a mic stand

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

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

George bush denied it, now look at the problem you've created

Let me see you walk

Her bush looked like a mop/

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours