This is a song about "Half a head"

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Not yearning broke, half-a twice a yapper wordy moke

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Fuck a cold sore, getcha getcha own cup

Half the time it feels like being hit with a puck

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

I was only supposed to swallow a half

That damier bag i bought her

Write a 16 in half an hour,

There's no place in the world for a half way crook

But i'm in the bible like moses, read the damn book

The devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner

Nothing but loose change call this phoney #half #a #dollar