This is a song about "Stealing your girld"

Confessing my stealing convenience

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

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

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

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

I just got one request, stop breathing

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

Stop stealing your raps from other people

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

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

Im removing the rules and stealing your face

Wale, real nigga, where the totem, blowin' bomb haze