This is a song about "Sam baker"

I'm an evil clown, shootin up the town getting dough like a baker

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I’m tryna be low key

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

Even uncle sam agrees.

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Taker kicked out twice at 2 and a half, so did baker

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

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

I gotta question for you man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

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

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