This is a song about "Cookie jam"

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

I’m only dealin' with you, nothin' to do with your man

So here's a new program where you can get yo own jam

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

The resin in this jam session, is spooning out the venom

That'll drive a man, out his ghetto into an unknown land, but i got into a jam

It was hard to quitstarted out drinkin’ forties moved to harder shitgoddamn, now i’ma grown man

To be honest i'd rather just here and jam

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

Now everyone like give this boy a cookie

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My screws are a little to lossely,not screwed in right but nice cookie,