This is a song about "Slamming"

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

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

Being beaten up to the one slamming others to the ground

Girl you’re gonna want another round, another round