This is a song about "Steve erikel"

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

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

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

M v p like steve nash

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

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

What them tippers don't see

I look like steve buscemi