This is a song about "Steps curry"

The jager in my cup is licorice black

So u better take a couple steps back,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Had too much curry but got lucky, i sullied the sponge equipped

I'm an obvious threat, can't follow or copy my steps

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

On a bad night i'll get a couple threes like stephon curry

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I'm brown and i like curry

She going to borrow some money

Satin to the silks, i'm icy when it's sunny

Yo come get this destroyed for curry

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

I walk across the road and walk up the steps