This is a song about "Finding a bush"

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

I'm doing the same thing

Finding that silver lining

Because man you better get writing, but there is still a feeling i'm finding

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

I seen them grinding 'n' finding a way, to take time at the night or day

Let's go, time to burn this bush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I spend it make it right back on a monday

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way