This is a song about "Ham sandwich"

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I be goin' ham, shawty upgrade from baloney

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Got more meat than a sandwich shop that caters.

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Or spam try to get the cheese, while ham we holding weight

They tryin to say that i don't care

Your sandwich over there

Matter fact, let me make a man a passion sandwich

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

A written to woo women or about to go ham