This is a song about "My jam"

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Girl you're my reflection, all i see is you

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

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

O.x.y we in a jam/

Whether it's a beat or a scam

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

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Jam out on your damn couch

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

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

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

This is your jam, unless you got toe jam

A coward dies a thousand deaths

My wondrous success bombs my regrets