This is a song about "Toe jam"

To be honest i'd rather just here and jam

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

I know that bangers jam

They talk say cool jew na the man

Yo bro, wanna go toe to toe pound for pound

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

She got toe but im not talking turf,

And you are not around like black fathers

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Head to toe, face and feet,

Pushing in my mama van

O.x.y we in a jam/

That reminds the blind to dress to the nines head to toe

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Shades: lv was a little dough

Deal with defeat, they gotta toe