This is a song about "Jason james"

Flying higher than james bond in moon raker

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

I hit these little bitches dirty like james harrison

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

Floppin all around like jason collins reading playboy

That's his life,try to make every choice like lebron james "decision".

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Californication, nah this is acidification, and i'm jason