This is a song about "Slam dunk"

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

Our nation have to bow, africa

They know how to dunk, but in school they wanna flunk

Niggas get down for the moment, they ain't for movement

Our history that they stole, africa

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

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

This should be illegal man

Bases full, i grand slam/

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Hears the door slam, now they're all alone

And my rant is not ova,like durant the dunk cocked and loaded,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit