This is a song about "Rasberry jam"

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

Faxed a train, and killed a jam, cracks unchained a skilled lamb,

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

Eazy-e, the grand poppa of hip hop, his beats used to be the jam//

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

This the land of the white man

I know that bangers jam

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

My home girl told me i got an issue

I thought i'd finish his ass at summer jam too

So here's a new program where you can get yo own jam

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man