This is a song about "Who stole my arnold palmer"

Stole a brand new range rover

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

That's the type of shit that'll get a "tough guy" stole

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Roll up in my ‘rrari stole your bitch i’m sorry

From the time that you stole my heart.

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

U stole my money bread and dough

The world looking out, they on the front row

Shoes that i stole off your dead body

Fuck that nigga, i am the party

Stole my stripes from the pelt of a now panther

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

I asked santa claus for coal, so guess who stole his presents.