This is a song about "Half full"

And i'm just being honest

Kill it, leave it half filled,

Contributing the real shit

Incompetent ain't the half of it

I think you and your friends

Tryna meet my half ends

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

I was only supposed to swallow a half

This murder on every track, this verse is an epitaph

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

Cold world no blanket son

Six and a half million

(ball so hard) bitch, behave, just might let you meet 'ye

The half black jewish canadian, eh?