This is a song about "Dlee and flea"

I make forty-some dollars a day

You know he flea by sunday

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

The club underwater, have em running out the front

I'm the sushi king

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Exclusives, y'all never seen

You irritating, a flea,

Cause time is money

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass