This is a song about "Slam"

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

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Used to call me the african don dada

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

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit

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

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

Hears the door slam, now they're all alone

Better than college, after that, students home

Our children must be taught, of africa

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