This is a song about "Stealing gun"

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Confessing my stealing convenience

The time is now, on everything

Rapping reall shit and you still think i'm stealing

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

Light skinned women, all sex everything

Of course i don't condone stealing for pleasure

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter

In the car with a gun,

On the bible you can run

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

Bumping me against the world, hello world, kendrick here

Stealing purses i got you all nervous

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

People stealing, they gonna pay,

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday