This is a song about "Half fagggot backpacker"

I like rollin' with friends

Tryna meet my half ends

You don't even know half

No one-half and i hate math

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

And i'm action packed and soon be stackin' plaques, a backpacker,

You talkin' like a backpacker, you ain't know shit about rap,

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack

Shots like an addict

Kill it, leave it half filled,

And maybe if i just drink half i'll be half buzzed

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The half black jewish canadian, eh?

It involves a mighty deity, by the n. n.name, yahweh.

I be giving work to the kids

You got some half baked lyrics