This is a song about "Steve glover"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I look like steve buscemi

You know...you know who you are

So i chill like danny glover/

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

Or should i call him donald glover for his childish flow

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song