This is a song about "Clam chowder"

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

How both can give chowder , how both can devour

Mr. teen and mr. t with a mouth full of powder

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

My blunts are pearled like i pulled from a clam and shit

Sex attained a chilled clam, rocks are fair shuts till hair,

Striving, working nine to five with no health care

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

You see i peeped it, pussy is power

And the streets is getting colder

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

Shit, they'll put the dogs in the truck

And i clam up {*wham*} i just slam shut