This is a song about "Steve bad"

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Cause yo black apparently yo bad

I used my rhymes for bad

This is why her nigga mad

No one-half and i hate math

M v p like steve nash

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

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Try to jack and i will attack

Why you treat them so bad

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone