This is a song about "Jack lee"

We kung-fu that jack black/

Snapple fact: you rather wack

You're the john mccain to his robert e. lee/

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Just grab a jack, and relax

Together all the timethought it was true love

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

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

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

This is like riding through the city

Bruce lee, jackie chan, giving out tae kwon do

This nation's peace sent here to run you

And sipping the jack they pass

You after me, huh? i'm after cash