This is a song about "Rick james"

Don't know her name those ain't really important

I think im rick ross cause i swear that ima boss and

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I think found where your mind was

Like a boss, so check off rick ross

So keep fronting till my peeps come

Trinidad james, 2chainz, drake and this problem

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

I gotta little clout

Someone better let rick james out

February cold as my heart

Got ray bans on call me james bond

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,