This is a song about "Steve lekas"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

I look like steve buscemi

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

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

I'm in love with a woman who is crazy

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

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

My bars is kickin' into steve urkel,been writing rhymes long as a journal

M v p like steve nash

Bring your pen and your weed stash