This is a song about "Stealing his guitar"

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

Like stealing honey, call me winnie t. pooh

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

Got problems, what? i can't say

People stealing, they gonna pay,

Confessing my stealing convenience

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

When you spill out hits

Stealing magazine's & chip's

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Bitch put the fuckin mic down go play a guitar

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Im removing the rules and stealing your face