This is a song about "2 gb ram"

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

Real niggas never hate another man

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for

I'm everything that they call nice

Bring the battering ram where you live

Its like my freestyle's cleavage

Pin drinking sway 2 touch

Yank a stick of ram, hope i got the right one though

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow