This is a song about "Sam juan"

I'm more furious then serious sam

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

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

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'm hot breeze, snot sneeze

Even uncle sam agrees.

Or the doggone casanova double teamin maria sharapova with the don juan

So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

I'm don juan in this and when i've done won and shit