This is a song about "Carrie underwood"

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Fire up the burning bush

Dense nuggets can help us commence

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

But the plan is to show you that i understand

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

You chris, i rock

Her bush looked like a mop/

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Lives crucified, facts i provide reagan bush obama lies

Elmcrest just copped the bush, the green so lush

Don’t you be holding back, your love