This is a song about "Half life"

Til you half-ass rappers evaporate/

Rat poison your relish right in the center, babe

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

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

I can tell you that this tape

Quite baked but half awake

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

I was only supposed to swallow a half

Blew money like six crips

Just read half of these lyrics,

So chase the air hide your stash

But two parts each bein half.

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks