This is a song about "Sam wilson"

Even uncle sam agrees.

You gotta breathe and be at ease

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

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Both: this the perfect plan

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

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Bitch, i might make you my baby

Tko sam ja, sta si ti

I'm more furious then serious sam

Whether it's a beat or a scam