This is a song about "Guy stole"

Tears that our fore fathers cry

Dont fuck with the new guy

Slowly realizing im that guy

You other brothers can’t deny

No difference i allready stole the stage tonight

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Damn is your mattress dry

Turned into the good guy

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

U will die automatically if u heard that a check has been stole

Hopin hes the right guy

I be ballin, they wonder why

Even passing out that eminem guy

That's the window into the sky

Hopin' that my niggas see

Shoes that i stole off your dead body