This is a song about "Fuzzy peach"

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

She's your garden peach, you're her guard indeed, gonna charge, besiege

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

Drink till my brain slushy, my vision gets fuzzy

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

You make me feel so fuzzy, and funny and cuddly