This is a song about "Half assin"

We've seen a half a milli dashin out there on the queens half

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

That's half you emcees if you ask me,

Malia family, we the family

You think you god now you half assin rap little faggot bitch

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Half smart as forrest gump,

And more than confident

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

If he got half a man,

But two parts each bein half.

She graduated top of the class