This is a song about "Steve"

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Like steve i need a clue man your really telling me?

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

I look like steve buscemi

And when it come to the cash

M v p like steve nash

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

My bars is kickin' into steve urkel,been writing rhymes long as a journal