This is a song about "Pounded yam"

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Him, and motherfucking pounded

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

They rang the bell and pounded on the door

Army stance, ready for war

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

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