This is a song about "Half way crooks"

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

My window is a book and i'm a fuckin' crook

Add struggle, minus faith and divide your self in half

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

The most of insane of the crooks, got my fame in the books,

While i'm rubbing on that ass

You don't even know half

I get my paper, y'all just hate

Til you half-ass rappers evaporate/

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

No one even know the half,

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

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats