This is a song about "James galante"

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Lebron james, when im in the paint

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

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

While she blame mesecrets in tha dark

Got ray bans on call me james bond

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

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

You know who your messing with? it's lebron james

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

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

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,