This is a song about "Labron james hairline"

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

You know who your messing with? it's lebron james

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

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

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Got ray bans on call me james bond

See, and now life seem hard

I dodge em like clippers to a hairline that's receding

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

Someone better let rick james out

I must go like fly route