This is a song about "Flea"

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

Cause our run will never be over, not at least until we say

Dolla burger me fuck a flea circus

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

All i want is you baby

When i count to three, you flea

When i say i don't tick me off or you'll be forced to flea

Got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby

Oh i gotta face the day

You know he flea by sunday

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

Flea ridden carpets, chopping harlots into section

You irritating, a flea,

The good kid from the ugly city