This is a song about "Sam stead"

Stead of treated, we get tricked,

I don't wear jewels, too much conflict

Stead of treated, we get tricked,

If you feel it, it must be real just

To liberate yourself, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

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

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

Shows to do, got record to sell

Stead of givin me hell?

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

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

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Stead of kisses, we get kicked,

I practiced till that shit made perfect