This is a song about "Stealing"

You little young-ass motherfuckers

All this started by stealing her purse

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Stealing gimmicks these puppets ok with acting scenes,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

You easy stealing picked pocket,

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Stealing vision like braille, your improvision is stale,

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Confessing my stealing #convenience

Stealing magazine's & chip's

You can hear it in my lyrics