This is a song about "Jelley and jam"

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

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

Since nino, g-money, the carter, and the duh-duh man

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Jam out on your damn couch

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

Faxed a train, and killed a jam, cracks unchained a skilled lamb,

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

They talk say cool jew na the man

O.x.y we in a jam/

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Social conditioning and

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,