This is a song about "Pounded yam"

That's just the beginning of war

They rang the bell and pounded on the door

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

From the cage bein held pounded stored away till someone says somthin it

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Him, and motherfucking pounded

Murder by stand your ground, pounded 'em, there's evidence,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks