This is a song about "Stealing guitar"

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Confessing my stealing #convenience

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

My flow is so sick toxic i vomit, ima puppet master pulling strings with no guitar picks

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Confessing my stealing convenience

They bringing me fish and chips

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

You easy stealing picked pocket,

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

The only time i flirt with her

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Im removing the rules and stealing your face