This is a song about "Steve the puppy"

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

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

So he got me a puppy to give me a kiss

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Walking after her ass like a lil puppy, ain't a thing funny

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for