This is a song about "Steve erkiel"

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

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

M v p like steve nash

Little light in the 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

They say nothings ever free

I look like steve buscemi

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn