This is a song about "Stan bush"

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

Elmcrest just copped the bush, the green so lush

I bet your name is stan, it's alright to be confused.

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Formed crust, two rabbits fucking in a bush,

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

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

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

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

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Your lies are fake as george bush/