This is a song about "Stealing gun"

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

You easy stealing picked pocket,

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Stealing purses i got you all nervous

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing

I'm in here counting green, y'all out there stealing

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

What could you do ?if it was up to you

Catch you up on places i've been

Escaping from my fucken gun

Now this is what i call an evening

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

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision