This is a song about "Sam le"

And a mother who will never le-eave me

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

I'm more furious then serious sam

Well goddamn, now i be the man

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Hey, must be the money

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Even uncle sam agrees.

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Is written in our souls, africa

(ball so hard) let’s get faded, le meurice for like 6 days

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!

The generational gap with yet another sensational track