This is a song about "Steve and candy"

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Bitches love that shit more than candy

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

And this candy gets me cheddar im the markets top supplier

Eat 'em like halloween candy when i lay down and relax

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Got that new crib in candy lane

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/