This is a song about "Sam horton"

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Even uncle sam agrees.

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

I'm more furious then serious sam

Can you picture my specific plan

To liberate yourself, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Cause time is money

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 am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep