This is a song about "Become the semi automatic"

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

I reflect the past, i remember last living in a semi detached,

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Suckin on the barrel of my semi automatic

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

To the jurrasic, in fact the nack's almost automatic

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

I'm lethal like an automatic, the illmatic sequel

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

In fact, creeping' through the corners semi slaughter bloody water

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Lyrically i'm extravagant fully automatic the devils advocate,

Killa never let the drama slide

Become the greatest rapper since pac died