This is a song about "Ham and chess sandwich"

Trip, and then you never snitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I be goin' ham, shawty upgrade from baloney

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Which rapper has been going ham

This the land of the white man

And hit up chess king and have the lady at the desk bring

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

Your sandwich over there

Three town homes in delaware

I’m in the air bitch, diamonds clear bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Dc cabs got my pops alright

(verse 2: young sandwich/ dead mike)