This is a song about "Fuzzy peach"

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

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

My head's still fuzzy and im still mad

You make me feel so fuzzy, and funny and cuddly

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Drink till my brain slushy, my vision gets fuzzy