This is a song about "Stealin"

Won't stop stealin pride till my ego's worth millions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Just call me boss you motherbitches cause i'm stealin race.

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

They keep stealin', they can't stop the burglary

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Nigga get some skills but you aint stealin mine.

In a muck stealin from his mom's purse just to get by in life

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

So give it baby

Not on no stealin spree,

And it seems that they clouded 'em out, now it's stealin' the words out of my mouth

I make this music for the track killers, and when my trumpet sounds,

Stealin some bars is all good and fine

Start whine, my gyal, start whine