This is a song about "Uncle jamie"

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Give me a moment bet the time will be the best, best

And dad left, uncle is in jail for theft. yeah, we're fucking blessed.

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

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

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

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

Watch as i transform, jamie lanister form and slay the king,

The open with nowhere to hide no jamie foxx law abiding citizen.

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done