This is a song about "Stolen"

I drew designs for consumer's minds so in time

Your stolen words go on deaf ears like a cryin mime

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Forced to rely on stolen beer to settle your bets

It got stolen by a heroin junkie and it sucked

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

We're ballin' in this game, the swag of lebron's stolen,

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

The person you love just gets stolen and causes commotion

Blood everywhere and my bike was stolen.

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

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