This is a song about "Stealing men"

Though she pop me low, lookin’ for dat beaver

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Stealing magazine's & chip's

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

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Kinda like the government slowly stealing your freedom

Sylvester stallone and arnie are the main men,

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Stealing purses i got you all nervous

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Stealing gimmicks these puppets ok with acting scenes,

All this started by stealing her purse

Ha, the envy of dime dealers