This is a song about "Bond"

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Amateurs! like bond missin' mission parameters

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

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

You feel it from your head to your toes

Till we shared a bond truly only glue knows

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Strengthening our special bond that parting could never server.

Odd future, o.f. until, until from now until forever

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

They call me better now. see when everything is stopped

Halfback toss to right

Enough to turn bond upside