This is a song about "Steve perry"

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

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

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

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

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I look like steve buscemi

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Little light in the ass

M v p like steve nash