This is a song about "Your uncle devin"

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Cuz i switch wifey every season like uncle phil

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

My uncle is in hospital fighting against cancer

Blood stain, your slain, your brain

My buzz is like cocaine

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

This should be illegal man

Of your image, your touch, your laugh

Baby got that super bass

Of finding myself as an individual

Being a father grand father and an uncle,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

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