This is a song about "Lee bert"

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

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

You never gonna forgive me, but your so damn pretty

And fuck the radio for tellin' me to snap jam

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Now i'm 21 and being schemey like charles lee

And even he was afraid of bumping heads with bert, plus he didn't want his future right hand hurt.

'case a nigga get haphazard and start thinkin bout robbin a light skin bastard

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

Ready and stiff to pull a burce lee manuver and kick