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