This is a song about "1 and a half anniversary"

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

You're a shit stain of a dim dame with my disdain and a half grin

Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half

This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

I watch television and eat my cereal for about a half hour

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

Not half bad and make it bloody like a chick on a bad rag

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

He always was troubled since six and a half,

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Leavin' the strip club with stitches and half a dollar,