This is a song about "Slam"

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

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

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

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

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

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

Welcome to the euphoria of cocaine without able

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

You think you tough? than ill slam your bitch ass into granite

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

I slam your face down into the pavement,

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

I slam my door shut and go back to sleep

I can always go home and look down my street