This is a song about "Uncle"

Dont you ever think once that ya better than uncle pete

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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

Lady at the frank stand will

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

Of finding myself as an individual

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

And its simple as that baby

Damn man, i made my uncle proud of me!

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

Bad bitches onlybig bank rolldo it like tonyfuck her friend

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Im out here trying to fill up banks like uncle phil