This is a song about "Steve polychronopolous"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Your life is a product of trash

M v p like steve nash

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

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I look like steve buscemi

But five years from now i bet she see

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

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth