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

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Big, but as durable as a cd rom

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

A happy home, that's my fantasy

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

Land of the burgers and fries,

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

And i already 99 of them,

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

If heaven had a height then you would be that tall but

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach