This is a song about "Lebron jam"

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

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

Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Kyrie would hire me, lebron would wanna fire me

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Am i rapping with force or just making a slow jam

Ill wait! i'll jam... a fork in your ass like a slab of pork. out comes jam

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Lebron james, when im in the paint