This is a song about "Ham drinks"

Run out of drinks, no complain

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Fuckin energy drinks

Switch gears like stick shifts

A written to woo women or about to go ham

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

A pool full of spit, dive in, i'm bout to drool

Chillin' at the cottage, drinks by the pool

I'm raw off the meat rack, have a cow in a beef, i'm going ham,

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Took her to the club and i bought her all types of drinks

You smell that? that's the odor of success bitch

Now i'm hungry: somebody get a ham sandwich,

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Start beef bigger then your spouse