This is a song about "Sam buchanan"

I'm more furious then serious sam

We in the big thingseat a dick man

They say nothings ever free

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

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

Our children must be taught, of africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Playboy, i don't own that man

I'm why baby mommas leave

Even uncle sam agrees.