This is a song about "Slam"

Watch me back-hand ya, then crack-slam ya,

They infiltrate our homes, africa

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

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Hears the door slam, now they're all alone

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Life's about decisions man

His life is always going slam

I slam your face down into the pavement,

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

You'll never make peace when i slam it, peace leaves ya,

Our history that they stole, africa

Using all my will power to prevent the urge to slam you in the cement

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

Put a rapper in his place and slam my car hood down,on his skull,

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle