This is a song about "Sam dalby"

I'm more furious then serious sam

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Is written in our souls, africa

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

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

So all the hustling for nothing man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

And niggas flashing crazy

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

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

Even uncle sam agrees.

Not likely like stay long please