This is a song about "Clam chowder"

How both can give chowder , how both can devour

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

Good love then i can do that for her

You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup

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

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

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

I diddy bop and make them titties pop

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

While you starin' over your shoulder

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

Another 5, eli won't even be there