This is a song about "Uncle todd"

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

And when shit like what happened to amanda todd happens, we just sit around/

So tell uncle johny to make some room, cuz you're bout get fucked by my bars

Ask your neighbor down the street and i guarantee the same response

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

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

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

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

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

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

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

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her