This is a song about "Lee and flea"

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

To them it's just a story

When i count to three, you flea

Oops, i'm so sorry

And her mind is amazing, different kind of connection

Flea ridden carpets, chopping harlots into section

You be get up on this fly shit baby

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

Ready and stiff to pull a burce lee manuver and kick