This is a song about "Uncle amir"

Amir is a boss who wrote the rappad app

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Exploded in the lightness as a rapper not a volunteer cause your bout to fall amir

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I had messed up childhood, my uncle fucked me in the butt

So all the hustling for nothing man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

They go from dump truck slackers to uncle buck, but fatter

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Asked amir about my deal

And still a nigga made it here

It's gotten to the point where amir called me a dick rider

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer