This is a song about "Sam allen gao"

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

I tell them to imagine mos def meets woody allen

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

Lilly allen you jump in to

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

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

Even uncle sam agrees.

That'll do anything that i please

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

If my flow had nitrous, barry allen couldn't witness this,