This is a song about "Robert e lee"

Easy e, easier said than done

Ross and folarin, couple women

And niggas flashing crazy

Its the h.o.r.s double e

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

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Pocket racked up all big faces

//moo$e verse 2 [ignore this]

Die young, corpse identified by your parents

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

Look it something they can't ever see

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Could i make you my baby