This is a song about "Sam the ham"

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

To them it's just a story

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Or spam try to get the cheese, while ham we holding weight

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

A written to woo women or about to go ham

I'm a real producer and you just a piano man

Bitch, i hit one button, my roof open like a hard spot

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

Even uncle sam agrees.

I'm why baby mommas leave

I hope you don't see nothing wrong and darling

Gotta go ham, and i keep it popping

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

At home they comparin this situation to nam