This is a song about "Toots ham"

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

"damn d j t j is going fucking ham"

Gotta go ham, and i keep it popping

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Ham ma living in the 21st century

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

I aint playin' games when i go ham.. no backgammon.

Somebody call the butcher, i'm going ham in the booth/

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

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

Going ham with the beef cooks, raw, killing rappers now,

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow