This is a song about "James arthur"

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I'm on twitter making tweets about the replays, of king james

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

See your meek, weak and your future is bleak cuz im lebron james and i am bringing the heat.

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Someone better let rick james out

Little romeo going against king arthur...with juliet,

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring