This is a song about "Uncle phil"

It's all over now, take it like a man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

They claim it as their own, africa

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

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

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

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

And this that raw shit, dead bodies chopped up in the sewer