This is a song about "Jeb bush"

School kids setting fire to that bush...

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Let me see you walk

Her bush looked like a mop/

Let's go, time to burn this bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

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

Yo, you little niggas better check my french