This is a song about "Ram"

This should be illegal man

Driving in my dodge ram

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

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

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Yank a stick of ram, hope i got the right one though

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

We must, be the flyest of southerner men

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

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