This is a song about "Stealing"

And how it feels to feel that feeling

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

Stealing vision like braille, your improvision is stale,

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

I ain't ever ask for nothing to make it right here

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Rapping reall shit and you still think i'm stealing

Stealing shit all day it ain't right either

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

Good love then i can do that for her

Of course i don't condone stealing for pleasure