This is a song about "Sam stratton"

But make sure if they do see

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Whether it's a beat or a scam

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

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

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

I'm more furious then serious sam

A legend have to bow, 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

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Even uncle sam agrees.

I'm hot breeze, snot sneeze