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"steve dave in the middle of da club. drinking jager, smokin bud, whipping his ass on the rug. straight up thug. he aint afraid to smack a bitch, dig a ditch and throw her body in it without a flinch. hell drink you under the table, and still be stabble. nigga is who he is in on the inside, white on the out. thats steve dave with no doubt. steven darrell, funnier than farrell. faster than a cheeta, and he dont want to meet ya. he sells crack from his crack, takes the money, kills you and takes it back. he doesnt need a gun but if he wants to use his fist nigga you betta run. steve dave, he wont smile or wave. hell rip a bong, rape your mom and have your dads name changed to tom. he dont use a condom, and he dont waste rum, and he dont care about iron jung even though he says so. row row row your boat gently down the steve. merely merely merely life just aint for steve. when he played with the locust he was straight up focust. playing bass with a whack shirt, and all the girls just wanted to flirt. he didnt give a flirk. a flirk? whats that? STEVE DAVE!"
-mc max triplett
