This is a song about "Canned ham"

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

I'm raw off the meat rack, have a cow in a beef, i'm going ham,

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Secret society all we ask is trust

That hot ham and you not damn, depressing statement

I'm recording a rap that is hateful just me being angry and just going ham.

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

Now i'm hungry: somebody get a ham sandwich,

Where the lips of your teen daughter sits, bitch

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

A written to woo women or about to go ham

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man