This is a song about "Sam guertler"

To liberate yourselves, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

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

I'm more furious then serious sam

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

You gotta understand man

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

We might be back in this baby

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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

Even uncle sam agrees.

Regular girl, celebrity dreams