This is a song about "Steve urkel"

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

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I look like steve buscemi

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

Signal urkel, "did i do that?", bitch you know our actions hurtful

And'll lift you up, like the pants on urkel

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

M v p like steve nash

So chase the air hide your stash

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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