This is a song about "Married to steve"

I look like steve buscemi

What them tippers don't see

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

With her own married husband, a bitch and a whore,

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

My bars is kickin' into steve urkel,been writing rhymes long as a journal

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

And you approached her as a married man

Craves a loving family, a dad happily married,

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

Because i married a foreigner,

Just to let you know, you are