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

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

I guess i crunched yo bones in half, a machine like ed reed built me

And tell me why would we just think about

Leave your body in a fuckin' swamp, half dug out

Feeling colorless like a 20s picture

Chevy sitting crooked, teeth on reggie miller

Them niggas tippin' good girl but i can make it flood

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

Expose those fries, can't hold those down

Looking like a half dead zombie clown.

Rapping roulette, this life is a drug

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