This is a song about "Uncle al"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Uncle tom's hittin the rock that i'm weighing on scales

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete

Damn man, i made my uncle proud of me!

They giving pounds and that before get the money

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Is written in our souls, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

No need to trip, you can tell em that i’m cool as hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well