This is a song about "James galante"

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

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Someone better let rick james out

In her defense she a part of the crowd

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

That's his life,try to make every choice like lebron james "decision".

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

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

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one