This is a song about "Fast slam"

While im passing out fast,

The faker they shakin' my hand

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

Im testin the pray x3 (fast)

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

Watch me back-hand ya, then crack-slam ya,

Our history that they stole, africa

His life is always going slam

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

Bam bitch! slam bitch! snap you like a toothpick.

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

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

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle