This is a song about "Sam and toby"

Even uncle sam agrees.

As much as i wanna leave

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Living young and wild and free

So while the world goes drake crazy

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

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

Redan road, that’s my street

They laugh and scream and leap

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

I see a young teen

And a fridge and some broccoli

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably