This is a song about "Uncle sam"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil

You gotta let these shits go, man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

If we wasn't so original, then we'd be criminal

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

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Uncle never even liked you, you are a foe

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

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