This is a song about "Bond"

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Got ray bans on call me james bond

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Dc ain't been this hot since ronald reagan made a killing

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

But i gotta make sure i’m right

Enough to turn bond upside

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

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Your boy like it was bond tailored.

Its no days off, although i'm bored to work

Strengthening our special bond that parting could never server.

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

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

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole