This is a song about "Stolen"

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

Mami... she open, she open

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

An empty purse, veins surgin, values stolen,

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Your stolen words go on deaf ears like a cryin mime

Memories of stolen cars swervin down abandoned blocks

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

It got stolen by a heroin junkie and it sucked

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Never driving through the boulevard, full of future stolen cars

Aces stolen, how i'd be rolling, hole in heart, rolled too hard.

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art