This is a song about "Jam"

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

Am i rapping with force or just making a slow jam

Now you gotta understand i was a family man

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

The resin in this jam session, is spooning out the venom

Let em stay alive and show the world that they can jam.

It's been a hell of a journey for me man

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Jam out on your damn couch

I know that bangers jam

This should be illegal man

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//

Jars upon jars, but yet no jam for the bread.

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head