This is a song about "General lee"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Was a motherfuckin' scam, promote the whole general welfare,

Tell me where my soldiers at? put yo' pistols in the air

I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

And everything is purple

Us humans in general

Kneel before general zod this planet's krypton, no asgard, asgard

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Kneel before general zod this planet's krypton, no asgard, asgard

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

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

Following that was the death of harvey lee by ru-be

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute