This is a song about "Stealing guns"

The deepest of your feelings

Confessing my stealing convenience

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

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

Evicted from eden his seed stealing a fix

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Cdg shit match my kicks

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

Of course i don't condone stealing for pleasure

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either