This is a song about "Jim jam"

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

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

At home they comparin this situation to nam

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

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

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

That'll drive a man, out his ghetto into an unknown land, but i got into a jam

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

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

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

I’m only dealin' with you, nothin' to do with your man

So here's a new program where you can get yo own jam