This is a song about "Slammed civic"

I always left doors slammed and locked,

Fuck that job been around that block

Oops, well the door slammed, laylow? how's your mother?

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

You should give up because your gunna get slammed i might be lost but your gunna be damned

Until i'mma gonei bust on bad boy middle finger to da bratdon't get your young ass smacked

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Then i slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae broke

Shots, they back and forth

Slammed closed doors and crammed posed floors

Seen blood, sweat and tears like a locker room

Thousands of people slammed by the typhoon

My mother dead fell over and slammed on the floor.

My ambition is ammunition if this is war