This is a song about "Steve ercle"

M v p like steve nash

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

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

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

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

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

I’m tryna be low key

I look like steve buscemi