This is a song about "Bond"

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

Strengthening our special bond that parting could never server.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

My boys bail me out cause they got a special bond with me

Your boy like it was bond tailored.

I'm a new soul, i came to this strange world

I grew up as a teenager in new orleans, word is bond,

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want