This is a song about "Fuzzy peach"

Drink till my brain slushy, my vision gets fuzzy

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually

Cus if your love was all i had

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

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

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

You make me feel so fuzzy, and funny and cuddly