This is a song about "Steve austin"

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

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

Lights will flash, cars will crash

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

For tryin' to communicate through a song

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

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

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

Like a czar,like austin powers im feeling randy and carlcee,other then them

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again