This is a song about "James"

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

Trinidad james, 2chainz, drake and this problem

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Bobbing and weaving, spiritual hymn singing

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

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.

Someone better let rick james out

Or know what its about