This is a song about "Bitch they call steve"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

When i call, they start to erase,

When im happy i get real bitches to call me daddy, they crawl all over me til i say quit bitch,

Fantasizing about the fountains, i have better ideas, why fuck it with college/

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

They call it chocolate vanilla

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

You wanna call a hit that's fine you bitch

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

Relationships aren't glue, they call u magnificent

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

Im a king bitch!, call me imperial.

Yeah come holla at your uncle