This is a song about "Jim jam"

I know that bangers jam

It's been a long time comin' cam

My mission is to make em laugh, jim carey

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

My diamonds talk for me they say hi can i meet you

I thought i'd finish his ass at summer jam too

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

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

Met a man last night he said his name was jim.

And if you see a whack artist do more than boo him

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

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