This is a song about "Uncle tom"

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

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

But when the music plays its like my worlds an episode of cops

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

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

Got to the end of the tunnel

Tom hanks & tom watts flaunt the onslaught/

If you thought it, it better be what you want

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

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

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

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Make room for the groom married to his music

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger