This is a song about "Miss sam"

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Disappoint lyrically they miss the point

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Niggas that guided me through

The giant number who miss you

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

I never miss everytime i pitch

I'm more furious then serious sam

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

And all she wants is to dance

Fearing imma miss my chance

Your raps would just miss me

Looking at your money