This is a song about "Steve simons"

M v p like steve nash

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

I look like steve buscemi

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

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

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

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

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

See, with you, i never see it wrong

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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