This is a song about "Dirt trees bush grass"

We just sit around a lazy ass and blaze the grass, hit the trees,

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

Fire up the burning bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Stay rolling up that potent grass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

We should be presidents of pussy town, the way we killing that bush

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

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Tried them didn't work

Got em deep in the dirt

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

I've been thrown down, damn, pushed straight into grass and dirt,

You're so white, my blinkers don't work

From responsibility to its dirt