This is a song about "Sam horton"

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

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

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

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

This should be illegal man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

I'm more furious then serious sam

To liberate yourselves, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Even uncle sam agrees.