This is a song about "Sam dalby"

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Is written in our souls, africa

It's been a long time comin' cam

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Even uncle sam agrees.

Tryna kill my dreams

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Summertime in the city

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

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

I'm more furious then serious sam