This is a song about "Pedophile in the bush"

Knocked out in the lunch in

Visions, dreams of passion

Wow you heard me you gay pedophile

Got me quite open for a while

He's in the books he's in the cites

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

They like talking, its like gossip

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Stuck in the in the tub,

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe