This is a song about "Ram"

Bring the battering ram where you live

The bittersweet of life, of life

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Running fakes over like a battering ram, eric dickerson

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

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

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

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

Still the man with the pan

Driving in my dodge ram

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

That ice be onto my neck and wrist