This is a song about "Ram"

Driving in my dodge ram

They take a loss man

No passion when im fucking ram in your stomach

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

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when

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

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

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

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

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

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

Bring the battering ram where you live

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive