This is a song about "Silver steve"

And i be talking about me, i do this

They stay sippin liquor inside a silver chalice

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

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Silver skin packed to the rim dam that's juicy,

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Can't deal with me on a silver platter

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

Model bitches is on line like "beliebers" on twitter

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

I rather have a silver platter than- fall into life's badder trends