This is a song about "Cookie jam"

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

But your nothin' but a cookie cutter, no tone, no throne, you're an amature and it shows

But let me inspire someone who can

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

Then some lady named billie holiday

Let em stay alive and show the world that they can jam.

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Jam out on your damn couch

Evidence shades man they go for six forty

Give a nookie, i'll pass the cookie, not a rookie

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

I thought i'd finish his ass at summer jam too