This is a song about "Steve"

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

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

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

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

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

I look like steve buscemi

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

M v p like steve nash

I can barely wipe my ass