This is a song about "Slam someone"

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

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

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

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

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Young nigga with old spirit and ambition

Maybe someone will do the stitchin'

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I spun the bottle, only to slam the throttle

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

I hit that pipebomb with a slam and im talking free

Ok just listen up a little

Someone blow the whistle,