This is a song about "Step"

When i step in the building

I was born to do the damn thing

You smell the ounce, i ain't even in ya house yet

It teaches us to think before we speak or make a step

Already my first step, my rhythm dramatically curves,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Nasty nigga step back

Yeah, the sex in the sack

Half your body laying on my chest

So breath, step back and reflect,

So step off and take stride

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Step in the battle, then let it go

Ha, in your loophole though

This is why her nigga mad

Imma' take a step back