This is a song about "Sam walker"

I'm the mouth of the district, nobody work harder

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

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I am runnin' this bitch, you are just a dog walker

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Small time drinkin getting high with them armiesjust another knucklehead kid from the gutter

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

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

So give it baby

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

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