This is a song about "Uncle buzz"

To make karma come faster than she normally will

For the first time ever, i'm gunna be a uncle

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

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

Bystanders continue their buzz why worry about those hoes

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

If its not couture, i will not go to her

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

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

And pray for better days

Masked by my buzz, fuck savin' face,

Is written in our souls, africa

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya