This is a song about "My freind sam is an asshole"

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

My only utencial i need to kill is an unsharpenned pencil,

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Yet there is so much in my mind, i'm an imagineer.

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Bitch, they call it motor city

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

Im kind hearted,no matter how much i come off as an asshole

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

It creates a jewel, im an asshole jeweler, a sphincter ruler.

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

"you're not an asshole you just don't give a fuck a lot."

Asshole snatching purses,do my best not to be acting nervous,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was