This is a song about "Steal guns"

You can't evade my guns,

Back with a vengeance

That’s rock bottom, when you want something bad enough you’ll steal,

And keep my account the same way…fuck outta here

Hear the rambling in the sky

People steal, people die,

Come up, steal the show, make em overflow,

I’m trying to go though, y’all already know though

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Her box what i wanted to steal

Put my trust in my god

I don't steal raps from the "doc"

I steal a fate, deliver ashes, instant cremate.

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

But this real, fuck how you feel

For real my fists are made of steal