This is a song about "Tim lee"

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

I got plans for you look in the sky baby

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

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

But luckily tim changed my year

What you might’ve thought the vision still clear

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

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

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

Bought a brand new car for my after party

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

It all started with my mom's ex boyfriend tim

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

Like im tommy lee and she's that babe pam

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea