This is a song about "Bond fire"

Fire, i deliver

I thought i recognized her

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

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

I got plans tonight

Enough to turn bond upside

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

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Gotta work - slight work

Your boy like it was bond tailored.

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

Im liable to spit cold fire

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Your on fire.. your on fire