This is a song about "Dr flea"

Flea ridden carpets, chopping harlots into section

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

When i count to three, you flea

Hopin' that my niggas see

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Make an insition on the rap game. and ill be great like dr. dre. its funny

But i mean damn dr g, just listen to this song

Often wonder to myself where the day's gone

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray