This is a song about "My uncle"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Ain't nothing here minimal

While i'm sayin' b.o.b's your uncle

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

Glad trash bags, throw them in the black bags

Don’t you ever get too comfortable

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

For the first time ever, i'm gunna be a uncle

Ddd-did i stutter the missing piece of the puzzle

Uncle never even liked you, you are a foe

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position