This is a song about "Lee hi"

Rather live alone forever than live a lie

They still don't speak to him, no of them try to say hi

Greet it hi bye my name is mike

Dc cabs got my pops alright

We came.. way too far pretty baby

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

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

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

But instead of getting hi as fuck

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut