This is a song about "Steve harvey"

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Cause the sound lasts longer, bass drummer song

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

I can barely wipe my ass

M v p like steve nash

Tied up no squeaks fed em for weeks in the cement cellar," heather i'm steve

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Yall some two faced niggas, harvey dent.

Following that was the death of harvey lee by ru-be

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute