This is a song about "Steve lekas"

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

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

What them tippers don't see

I look like steve buscemi

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

M v p like steve nash

She graduated top of the class