This is a song about "Clam ham"

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Or spam try to get the cheese, while ham we holding weight

It's late and you stuck in my basement

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

Somebody call the butcher, i'm going ham in the booth/

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Took it easy they'll sit back and eat cheese and ham

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

But deep down, i don't really like you bitch

Now i'm hungry: somebody get a ham sandwich,

Which rapper has been going ham

Both: this the perfect plan

Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

No dedication, they argue it's because schools don't teach creation, ken ham