This is a song about "Steve"

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

But like steve irwin fter the sting he was gone

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

On they twitter writing novels, see

I look like steve buscemi

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

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