This is a song about "Love with rap and r b"

James bond, tom ford outta haute couture

Lets eat and rap with our mouths full,

And in love with her, lets have sex

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Lets eat and rap with our mouths full,

I'm the beuaty queen b with gangster status that's banging

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

You just talkin' burners 'cause your a and r said so

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

But krstar's an r-tard who fought hard and got smoked