This is a song about "Bushes"

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I'm not religious but believe burning bushes

Now i'm the guy in the bushes watching you with my binoculars

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

From the bushes one sees glowing passion a defiled a lark

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Bubbling bass and bullfrog brooks beside bushes that buzz with bands of bumble bees.

All the bushes rustle concealing trouble.

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Third ward general, young cash money

Some one jumps out to the bushes to find me