This is a song about "Energy is stored in bond"

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

And then along came the wrong man for her

Fuckin energy drinks

This is how she want to live

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

This is not a rap,this is the calculas of all my energy

We call energy floating and fluctuating in flux poetry, whoa its me.

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Yeah i'm pissed but i would rather take this energy and stash it in a can

Like twenty-five to life never crossed they mindtell me young nigga never learned a thang

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Projecting bad energy will hold you in schism

Release the energy stored beneath

I say "stay", she wanna leave