This is a song about "James gutta"

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.

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my clique

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

I try to be the guy, you think about

Someone better let rick james out

Him to end up in the gutta like a nigga. he wanna be a wrestler,i told him to

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true