This is a song about "Forbes"

M v p like steve nash

I mean turn up the bass

Call me steve nash, the way my lyrics crossover have you feeling like you in the capital of tennesse

The day i need a gimmick i'll wake up and be a dentist or a killer with a five year sentence

Pi prophecies have you dropped wit ease n' vanish you flock of fleas.

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve