Ah, this is my jam right here
Once we pop this in the stereo
All the good memories will come flooding back
And you'll see
You'll see whose jam it is
Man, you have no taste in music
Look, all I know is that this song is still stuck in my head
But this is my jam right here
Aw, sick
Man, you have no taste in music
Just listen to some of this
And it'll blow that poppy trash music right out of your head
Man, I guess some stuff just doesn't hold up
- Now you're making sense, and now I'm making snacks