This is a song about "Wrestler aj lee"

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

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

But let me inspire someone who can

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

Try rising to the level of aj, i'm now in my heyday

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

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

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus