This is a song about "Slam slam"

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

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

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I slam your face down into the pavement,

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

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

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

Used to call me the african don dada

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

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

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

And i clam up {*wham*} i just slam shut