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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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

I respect that you don't know yet

Basically blood leaked from her head

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Cards are stacked like casinos, and bald us like chemo,

Gotta go, let her leave

Even uncle sam agrees.

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

'bout to drop you cold stop you like mold crop you bald...

So all the hustling for nothing man

I'm more furious then serious sam

He was grown with experience and bald as can be

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Another victim dissin the towel head/

Is not far from white girls with big bread