This is a song about "Sam jacks"

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks

These motherfuckers are doing jumping jacks now!

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

You killing all these jacks?your from the racks

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

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

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

Cuz you gon' chase cheese

Even uncle sam agrees.

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

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

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

We might be back in this baby