This is a song about "Sam jacks"

I'm more furious then serious sam

They talk say cool jew na the man

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

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

Used to call me the african don dada

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

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

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Even uncle sam agrees.

So flip me the facts i started killing all these jacks

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Real niggas never hate another man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/