This is a song about "Steve kolb"

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

Niggas fuck with your boy, i can make you some money

So chase the air hide your stash

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

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

I look like steve buscemi

Hail mary nigga, run quick see