This is a song about "King jam"

I jam all music from pearl jam, taylor swift, tupac and grateful dead

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

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

Ill wait! i'll jam... a fork in your ass like a slab of pork. out comes jam

Y'know i am the king

Fuck it, im leaving

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

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

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

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

So if i do call it's just a check

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man

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

Not only do i enlighten but i provide a tan

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