This is a song about "Sam erickson"

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

A legend have to bow, africa

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

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

I'm more furious then serious sam

But am i less holy

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

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

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

Lights please, lights please

Even uncle sam agrees.