This is a song about "Clam chowder"

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

And i keep a fly girl like jenny from the block

How both can give chowder , how both can devour

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

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

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

Listen; blacker the berry, sweeter the powder

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

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

See, i like the person that you are

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

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

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit