This is a song about "Baked ham"

I aint playin' games when i go ham.. no backgammon.

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Gotta go ham, and i keep it popping

Straight g thing, double m g thing

Which rapper has been going ham

So all the hustling for nothing man

And if i do go you better come through

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

Ham ma living in the 21st century

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Somebody call the butcher, i'm going ham in the booth/

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

What you call hate

Quite baked but half awake

That hot ham and you not damn, depressing statement

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt