This is a song about "Steve s small penis"

Of my penis in hard cement

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Take my penis out and try to cram

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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

Penis, vagina im a mixture of all it

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Cause you're most likely to crash

M v p like steve nash

You wouldn't be hard if you had a penis pump

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

Now i'm missing the point like a circumcised penis,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks