text: Uh, going H.A.M
  I cant afford it, so Im eating Spam
  Watching Rob Van Dam
  What the fuck? Sam I Am
  With the green eggs and ham, nigga Im crazy
  Come through, listening to some old-school Jay-Z
  In a bucket
  Come through with a bucket on like, fuck it
  Looking like Fredrick Douglass
  With the lil cut in my hair, you dont even know
  I come through, pigeon-toed
  Come through with a different ho
  I dont even know, dont ask questions
  Come through, I dont ask no one for suggestions
  Cause Im depressed
  I come through...
  They know Im the best here
  Shit get more wavy than my fucking chest hair
  What yall mean?
  Yall niggas fishy like sardines
  Oily as fuck, you see the ice on
  My neck, its shiny as fuck, like the sun
  Just got buttfucked by a truck with a bunch
  Of lights in it, I fucked your white women
  Yall niggas dont want to do this
  To me tonight cause I got a knife
  I stab any nigga in his esophagus
  You dont want no problem, bitch
  Oh, you gon call the police? Well, give me your phone
  Imma use your anytime minutes, dial my home number
  310, 310, 310
  Mom, open the door
  Imma come in, make a bowl of ravioli
  Walk out, get in a car, drive somewhere else
  You dont believe me, nigga?
  Come see me, nigga, come D me, nigga
  Wait, I was about to say the alphabet!
  You wouldnt let me finish!