This is a song about "Sam newstead"

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

So if i talk down to a man

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

What them tippers don't see

Five shots she ready to leave

Even uncle sam agrees.

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

I'm more furious then serious sam

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep