This is a song about "Bushes"

All the bushes rustle concealing trouble.

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

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

From the bushes one sees glowing passion a defiled a lark

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Some one jumps out to the bushes to find me

I'm not religious but believe burning bushes

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Is all good for nobodyremember gamin' on dumb hotties at chill parties

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