This is a song about "Spam"

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Dozen try to beat me, i treat em' like spam/

That was beautiful man you breaths hot like spam

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Or spam try to get the cheese, while ham we holding weight

Not even a spam is stoppin me

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy