This is a song about "Catpns sam"

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

I'm more furious then serious sam

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

You gotta understand man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Our nation have to bow, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

I swear they think i'm crazy

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Even uncle sam agrees.