This is a song about "Jab"

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

I'm breathing lines and hooks that jab like boxer,

Look, another day another dollar

And getting money is the song i sing

Shaolin finger jab, stab the man running

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

Like, pow, that's one jab to the chest, watch how i don't be smackin' his head

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead