This is a song about "Half a mill in 20s like a"

Just run of the mill a freestyle, once in a while

You never tire, might as well as inspire

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

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

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

Feeling colorless like a 20s picture

Ah hell not the beast really i don't give a fuck

They offered me a mill, just starin' at the old duck

By the little camera thing on the fuckin' mac book

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

This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph

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

You could ask her ass, i would dash and laugh

I was only supposed to swallow a half

Nigga, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last