This is a song about "Sam and sluts"

I'm running amok in a village of villians and sluts

And finally, everyone got their own problems

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Shut up sluts! and ride on my skateboard!

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

We in the big thingseat a dick man

7-2 virgins? nah gimme 20 sluts/

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

So i can understand police victims

Man i am so tired of these damn sluts

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

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

Malcolm sex has got sluts in the fetal

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal