This is a song about "Differences of ram and rom"

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

Yank a stick of ram, hope i got the right one though

I spit murder, every bar is a crime

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Of mice and men and friendly fans of songs

I'm rolling a cigar, bob marley would endorse

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Big, but as durable as a cd rom

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

And the significance of cops

And criticism of contemporaries

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

The knowledge of conspiracy and lend

One parent above, the other live scared