This is a song about "Tryna bond"

Commin out, tryna bounce, fisher price

Never miss these things, see my game precise

Till we shared a bond truly only glue knows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Dc, man over money

Hustling tryna make this p

It was just another party

I’m tryna be low key

I’m tryna be low key

Bait baby, wait baby

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Enough to turn bond upside

I’ll be back on the same night

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll