This is a song about "Half"

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Quite baked but half awake

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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

So much class, double d’s and ass

No one even know the half,

Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit

Incompetent ain't the half of it

They like talk to em young

Six and a half million

And man, i'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Tryna meet my half ends

We can never be friends