This is a song about "Stan bush"

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

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

We should be presidents of pussy town, the way we killing that bush

Press, they look at me like i'm a menace

Elmcrest just copped the bush, the green so lush

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Pit route , fangs of the snake will get into my head, stan i like the rap of my foe em,

Weed i can't pronounce man

Fuck you coz i am stan

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

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

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

Now beat around the bush, round the bush era/