This is a song about "Bushes"

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

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

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

I'm not religious but believe burning bushes

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

From the bushes one sees glowing passion a defiled a lark

All the bushes rustle concealing trouble.

Aren't you somethin', an original

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Some one jumps out to the bushes to find me

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