This is a song about "Dlee and flea"

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

You irritating, a flea,

Mama made her pretty

I was wondering maybe

When i count to three, you flea

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And remember what i said and

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Social conditioning and