This is a song about "Peach fuzz"

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

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

Hold up wait a minute watch out for the fuzz

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

If they pigs/5-0/the fuzz we haul out

In her defense she a part of the crowd