This is a song about "Ethan lee"

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

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

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

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

Now i'm 21 and being schemey like charles lee

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Bruce lee, jackie chan, giving out tae kwon do

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

What you talking about? lil man

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Of the vhs especially during sex baby