This is a song about "James awbrey"

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Lebron james, when im in the paint

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Someone better let rick james out

And tell me why would we just think about

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

I like my friends imaginary with no names

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james