This is a song about "Steve kolb"

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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

I look like steve buscemi

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Music, i have to listen to music all day long

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

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

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