This is a song about "Accused of stealing"

Me and my microphone could be one

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

You easy stealing picked pocket,

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

So anything do is everything to you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Confessing my stealing convenience

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

All this started by stealing her purse