This is a song about "Sam milkey"

As much as i wanna leave

Even uncle sam agrees.

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

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Fuck that now trying get the money

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

I'm more furious then serious sam

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

But call me uncle, yeah uncle cam

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

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

But hey yo look, money from across the street