This is a song about "Steve the hollywood bro"

Together all the timethought it was true love

Watch the way i spit it bro, tear your ligaments

Now the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

Laylow bro you said you would battle but you never sent the request

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

I look like steve buscemi

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Or those who spit the truest rhymes, bro, that's what you decide

M v p like steve nash

Little light in the ass