This is a song about "Sam chattin"

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

I'm more furious then serious sam

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Our history that they stole, africa

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

It just started with chattin now i'm ridin her like she galloped

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

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

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

Like you never did right? sort of like a black sheep