This is a song about "Sam walker"

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

Not only with my hand, but with a black revolver

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

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

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

You walk around sideways like a shot walker

My best friend armani lost her arm at the border

Cause you love me, call me daddy

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

I’m running this bitch, you are just a dog walker

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Got tired of running from the police

Even uncle sam agrees.