This is a song about "Richard henry lee"

This shit's a busy world like the book by richard scarry,

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

Bruce lee, jackie chan, giving out tae kwon do

And its simple as that baby

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Now i'm 21 and being schemey like charles lee

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Ready and stiff to pull a burce lee manuver and kick

Annihilatin' those, i'm rakin' but makin' dough

Words so effortless, call me henry david thoreau.