This is a song about "Sam mumford bald head egg poached"

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

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

This new egg hatched tellin me i hated it when

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

My god come before this bread

Loving you is clouding my head

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Well goddamn, now i be the man

You got pets? me too: mine are dead

Im going to get some head

Walk that body, talk that body

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

Basically blood leaked from her head

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed