This is a song about "Stealing guitar"

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

Confessing my stealing convenience

The deepest of your feelings

Picture a place that they exist, together

Of course i don't condone stealing for pleasure

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

People stealing, they gonna pay,

Back in the motherfuckin bay

Evicted from eden his seed stealing a fix

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Spun guitar strings, wrapped around your neck

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Confessing my stealing #convenience