This is a song about "Clam chowder"

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

Another 5, eli won't even be there

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

I don't know why the industry wanna keep me a secret

How both can give chowder , how both can devour

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Run through the puddles, playin' in the mud

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

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder

You know...you know who you are

Keep clam my nigga we living at the top

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

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

Taste the chowder as i waste the founder