This is a song about "James wolfe"

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

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

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Someone better let rick james out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Or like the godfather, you'll be goin' out the james caan way

Third ward general, young cash money

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Brandun deshay, hodgy beats, ace the creator

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Creative as james spader

The ice ain't really nothing to her