This is a song about "Stealing my ryhmes"

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Evicted from eden his seed stealing a fix

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

I'm fucking stealing the game takin the fame i'm a criminal,

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

Confessing my stealing convenience

And i don't gotta talk about my feelings

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Of course i don't condone stealing for pleasure

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Confessing my stealing #convenience