This is a song about "Sam cracknell"

I'm more furious then serious sam

It's all too black for me to blame it on the 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

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Used to call me the african don dada

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

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

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Even uncle sam agrees.

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

She said she's never had a man