This is a song about "Steve aoki"

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

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

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

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

I look like steve buscemi

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

M v p like steve nash

Gotta make that cash