This is a song about "Ram rom"

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

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

Yeah, you got me feeling like the greatest

My ram is 1000 gb, and i'm the fastest.

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

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

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

Big, but as durable as a cd rom

Chillin' with homies and family

Like mitt, rom-ney, with his fuck-ing dumb, mon-ey.

Bring the battering ram where you live

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Driving in my dodge ram

Like as if i didn’t know man