This is a song about "My uncle harry"

See i be kicking my raps good, with or without sales

Uncle tom's hittin the rock that i'm weighing on scales

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Told that i'm an abomination crying uncle ruckus no relation

Tryna kill my dreams

Even uncle sam agrees.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

Uncle never even liked you, you are a foe

His glasses are broken sorry harry potter

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her