This is a song about "Uncle grandguard"

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

But call me uncle, yeah uncle cam

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

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Uncle never even liked you, you are a foe

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

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

The science and the art, africa

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete