This is a song about "Abby lee"

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Mentally he's less than me, and i'm guessing sweet as sara lee

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

Whether it's a beat or a scam

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Feeling like it’s ramadan and i just need a bite quick

Ready and stiff to pull a burce lee manuver and kick

Bruce lee, jackie chan, giving out tae kwon do

Make me wanna write my own little song for you