This is a song about "Hairy bush"

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Your lies are fake as george bush/

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

In a hairy mess, doused with gas, light her dress with matches

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

With a bush light can and a dad in my hand/

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Elmcrest just copped the bush, the green so lush

Paper's with kush by the bush that has a major stench

Yo, you little niggas better check my french

Now beat around the bush, round the bush era/

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh