This is a song about "Sam chauvain"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

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

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

And now that i’m getting money

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Even uncle sam agrees.

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

It's all over now, take it like a man

I'm more furious then serious sam

You gotta let these shits go, man

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

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