This is a song about "Steve herb"

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

I'll smoke the herb first, then make your motherfuckin' vocals cords burst.

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Got royalty herb, call me the toke king

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Feelin so lit from smokin some herb, in the suburb,

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

I look like steve buscemi

I’m tryna be low key

M v p like steve nash

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Gotta work - slight work

Like i'm a moldy old herb