This is a song about "Ethan lee"

Following that was the death of harvey lee by ru-be

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

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

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

But we should be body to body