This is a song about "Uncle sam"

While i'm sayin' b.o.b's your uncle

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

I'm more furious then serious sam

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

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

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Far as lyrical precision i'm imperial loser

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

Told that i'm an abomination crying uncle ruckus no relation

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Even uncle sam agrees.

Tryna kill my dreams