This is a song about "Uncle dolan"

At six i was making the girlies pants drop while i was playing in the motherfuckin' sand box

So tell uncle johny to make some room, cuz you're bout get fucked by my bars

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

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

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

So if i talk down to a man

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Beautiful are thou, africa

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Uncle never even liked you, you are a foe

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle