This is a song about "Urkel"

Have a party at my funeral

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

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

My bars is kickin' into steve urkel,been writing rhymes long as a journal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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