This is a song about "Stan bush"

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

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Fire up the burning bush

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

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

Her bush looked like a mop/

So get them ends hot

Garbage stan, fuck with me, ima dip you in a garbage can

I grew up with killas man, people who killed, man

His life started to be a misery, and all of these happened because he listened to stan his enemy

Coming at each other's throats so perfectly just like how every lock has it's own individual key.