This is a song about "Traffic jam"

Cats so watered down clowns can sink titanic

Im speedin thru this traffic in a panic

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Teaching me to jam, writing scribbles with crayons

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

Traffic was tight hit the breaks right,

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

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

No more traffic you can go any way you want

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Man, your band is never flexible, like cars in traffic,

Fame is a drug i knew that before jay said that

Such a comedian oncoming median traffic

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Am i rapping with force or just making a slow jam

*cough cough*, that's some potent shit oh there go police man