This is a song about "Jim jam"

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

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

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

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

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

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

I still keep it indie, y'all worried the dow slim

$100 measles man, issue me with ego man

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

O.x.y we in a jam/

Like as if i didn’t know man

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars