This is a song about "Sam goes ham"

Somebody call the butcher, i'm going ham in the booth/

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

She said she's never had a man

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Know i go ham lika brick house/

I'm recording a rap that is hateful just me being angry and just going ham.

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

And these shape-shifting hoes

That's just life, how it goes

Ever wonder where the sun goes

Tryna stay clear of my foes

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

No dedication, they argue it's because schools don't teach creation, ken ham