This is a song about "Scumbag steve"

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

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Got tired of running from the police

Fuck your censorship scumbag royalties

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Like steve i need a clue man your really telling me?

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I look like steve buscemi