This is a song about "Clam chowder"

How both can give chowder , how both can devour

Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

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

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

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

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

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

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

Out there on my bumper like a city cop