This is a song about "Bushes"

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

I'm not religious but believe burning bushes

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

From the bushes one sees glowing passion a defiled a lark

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

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

Some one jumps out to the bushes to find me

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

All the bushes rustle concealing trouble.

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

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

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