This is a song about "Crushing sam"

Whole time, a little more girls

Crushing the old school artists like boulders

Better yet they work my every nerve

Terms, crushing worms, my burning heart yearns/

When you crushing, blushing

Go pop some pills or something

When you're reachin' your dreams

Even uncle sam agrees.

I'm like the mammoth since birth i have been crushing these maggots

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Shit with our whole family

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

But i'll be crushing your head in-between cupboards,

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep