This is a song about "Half way crooks"

You don't even know half

Bring your pen and your weed stash

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

It wasn't set up that way,they want us to fight each other,white black straight or half gay

And i love your mind and ambition

See i was only half in

We was loonie i suppose, you could

There's no place in the world for a half way crook

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

You could ask her ass, i would dash and laugh

Our friendship grew, we were another's half

Cause half of these rappers thats dying dont spit the way that i do

I hope you see that i'm sincere, and even if you

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Passed 2 songs and im half way in it, tilt my head one more time and the drops came with it