Now here's a story bout Stevie the Stealer
Once caught in an addiction to needles
Quit, tried to become someone better
Wrote about it, everyone got a letter
Became a creative person, he thought
Released stuff, but it wasnt hot
Had a childhood friend, a young poet
Big talent, and Stevie knew it
Hey, friend, let me release the rhymes
One second later, friend signed
10 dollars was his, thought it was kind
Stevie released it under his own name
Got inducted to the world hall of fame
Friend wasn't mentioned, he was busy
No money, more drugs, world went Disney
Years passed, Stevie had lots of material
Friend started to understand, but no trial
Told the world, but Stevie was in denial
"Of course I wrote it, that guys such a child"
Friend went wild, friend went berserk
He wanted to get paid for his work
But Stevie couldnt be killed in his palace
where he ate caviar and sallad
And sadly, this is where it ends
Stevie ended up with no wife and friends
but he had money and his success
Friend lived the tough life
and had trouble to survive
Biters and thiefs dominates the market
while good people bow to Bob Barker