This is a song about "Slamming hammers"

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Like you eminem or tupac and stop talking bout your hammers

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

Clown answer back, y'all never seen the hammers flash

From tampa all the way to alabama,you can hear them donks trunks slamming

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Has-beens and never-will-be, ringtone rappers

Beat you with hammers now face the heat of packers

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Its tragic tho, been cast a role to crash into traffic slamming in panic to a faggot hoe

My unions really into that, flowing with the hammers out

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

I got blammas, you'll drop your hammers

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Do not give a fuck i've got the swagger of a virgin's dick

Dig it in his stomach and clip his nails with hammers twice as big,