This is a song about "Pedophile in the bush"

Fire up the burning bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Let's go, time to burn this bush

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Beat around the bush, told you be straight up

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

George bush denied it, now look at the problem you've created

Knocked out in the lunch in

And picture me rollin

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

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