This is a song about "Swae lee"

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

So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

We on a world tour, wale your man

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Ready and stiff to pull a burce lee manuver and kick

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

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

I just want somebody i can see