This is a song about "Hammed"

And even though i try my best i'm never touching the bread,

Coat hangers on a bed/ ideas passing, keeping fed/

Take it by the head and make accomplishing it your mission

Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken

Stay tight pussy like where a dike rubs,drinking in a quite pub,

I feel connected, feel resented cause of the shit that i stuffed up