This is a song about "Halfway nbsp crooks"

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

These lame crooks just tryna make a quick buck off of faith,

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Apprehending all the crooks was my intention,

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Semis rip bodies to shreds as crooks die behind rusty locks

If you didn't know i feel this way

Like im bout catch, a halfway

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder

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,

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

Secrets r hidden within the clouds