This is a song about "Toots ham"

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

I'm raw off the meat rack, have a cow in a beef, i'm going ham,

I'm recording a rap that is hateful just me being angry and just going ham.

Raw fusion, organized konfusionwickeder than most men: spice 1 and pooh man

Took it easy they'll sit back and eat cheese and ham

It's all over now, take it like a man

Gotta go ham, and i keep it popping

Best believe they gon' see it, darling

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

To go ham just like swine i refine and define the rap prime

Crack skulls with a frying pan and cooked you up like eggs and ham

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

Now i'm hungry: somebody get a ham sandwich,

She called me fantastic, i called her a fat bitch

Goin' ham in beef it's raw, i cook it up with twisted news,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues