This is a song about "Sam rob"

Used to call me the african don dada

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

For things they would rob for, pickin' pockets in the projects,

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

I'm more furious then serious sam

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

The man just laughs and says "there was no rob"

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Rob, he's be telling me good things about you"

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

You see the world is scary

Yo, big rob you ready?

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

To them it's just a story