This is a song about "Tyler lee"

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

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

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

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

I stay making bread, i married sarah lee

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

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

Baby, you know who you are

Sorry... lets go tyler.

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

I flow like bruce lee in the water wit currents

Takin' notes on how to win, fuckin' students

Like bruce lee said,give your whack rhymes a smash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass