This is a song about "Ram"

Man it's easy, i'll just slice 'n' ram them

I wish i’ll never see you again

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

Whether it's a beat or a scam

Driving in my dodge ram

Notice me for who i am, going headstrong as a determined ram. no capacity for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Swap the ram sticks, boot and hope that this is it

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

$100 measles man, issue me with ego man

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Bring the battering ram where you live