This is a song about "Rudy lee"

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

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

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Where you belong with your family

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Third ward general, young cash money

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

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

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

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

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

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