This is a song about "James the trainer"

Trinidad james, 2chainz, drake and this problem

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

The bigger the the fun

We have nothing in common

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

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

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes