This is a song about "Space jam"

To be honest i'd rather just here and jam

Fuck whoever said the rap game wasn't edible man

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

I'll throw you in a trashcan, dump it in a traffic jam,

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

Scott la rock, proof, big l, khadafi, jam master jay,

I know that bangers jam

What you talking about? lil man

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Am i rapping with force or just making a slow jam

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

My bad, i just wanna gaze into space

Jam out on your damn couch

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge