This is a song about "Steal your bitch"

I'm ain't fucking kind, bitch i'll steal from the cabby

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze

You're at a higher level but i'll steal your place

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

And fuck yall fellas a hundred motherfucker couldn't steal your pillows

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I appear by vapor and steal all of your paper

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I'm the prophecy ,your the bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

In my eyes that’s more than enough for me to steal ya bitch

Just steal and rape and kill your strife life, trife, modest too,

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through