This is a song about "Steve jobz"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

I look like steve buscemi

No one-half and i hate math

M v p like steve nash