This is a song about "Steve polychronopolous"

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

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

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

Are you shallow cause if not i'll take it deeper baby

So i give my love to my lady and pray for all these babies

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

I look like steve buscemi

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Why probe our ass

M v p like steve nash