This is a song about "Sam reay"

I'm more furious then serious sam

So if i talk down to a man

Even uncle sam agrees.

Inferior, but i'm nice

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

Cause all i want is you, baby

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Well goddamn, now i be the man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

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