This is a song about "Clam chowder"

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

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

Years back you believed that the world was fair

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

How both can give chowder , how both can devour

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power

I gotta know if it's real or not

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

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

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck