This is a song about "Slam"

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

I launched a fist right at him, bim bim, bam, wham, slam,

Through the microphone, max alone, hold the throne, slam ya,

Used to call me the african don dada

Or knock it off, slam on the floor

As soon as i walk in the door

His life is always going slam

Told ya i’m focused man

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Tyler the creator invented some new shit

Bam bitch! slam bitch! snap you like a toothpick.

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Hears the door slam, now they're all alone