This is a song about "Sam newstead"

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

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

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Even uncle sam agrees.

Create life with the beats, alicia keys

So all the hustling for nothing man

I'm more furious then serious sam

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

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

Trying to catch me riding dirty

Tko sam ja, sta si ti