This is a song about "Vaginal bush"

Her bush looked like a mop/

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Your lies are fake as george bush/

Epic, they used to feed me detours

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

And threw my sticker books in a pricker bush

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

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

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

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

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

This demon's dick rips through anything, including vaginal walls

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Let's go, time to burn this bush