This is a song about "Steve urkel"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

But that takes paper that we don't have so niggas put their souls up as collateral

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

M v p like steve nash