This is a song about "Stan bush s the touch"

We race foreign cars, custom models

I rose from the bush like valentine's petals

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

The outline which you n****s out dated

Rideright back to the movies

The world needs less stans and more stan lee's

Before we see it's hard to live

It´s the battle of life

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Edgy enough to give reggie bush

Now beat around the bush, round the bush era/

Is never that's equivalent to me and sarah

Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get