This is a song about "Sam richardson"

It's all too black for me to blame it on the man

I'm more furious then serious sam

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

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

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

Even uncle sam agrees.

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Cause time is money

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

They claim it as their own, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya