This is a song about "Steve irwin"

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

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

I look like steve buscemi

But five years from now i bet she see

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

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

While i'm rubbing on that ass

M v p like steve nash

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