This is a song about "Jason james"

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

I must go like fly route

Someone better let rick james out

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Facin' time, in time i'll have nothin' to face like jason masks,

And make the same face on every play like jason kidd

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Trinidad james, 2chainz, drake and this problem

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing