This is a song about "Stealing cookies"

I'm stealing this games power, i'm straight thieving

Light skinned women, all sex everything

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Stealing purses i got you all nervous

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Stealing vision like braille, your improvision is stale,

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

Though she pop me low, lookin’ for dat beaver