This is a song about "Steve simons"

Yea i'm livin' right these niggas dead wrong

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

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

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

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

I look like steve buscemi

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

M v p like steve nash

Lights will flash, cars will crash