This is a song about "Halfway nbsp crooks"

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

That you're even a halfway decent opponent.

Like im bout catch, a halfway

And i be on the block all day

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Aye, hold your head homie, look

And truthfully girl you really make my day

The misery comes back and the walls crash halfway

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Apprehending all the crooks was my intention,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

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

Crooks with coolers filled with brews are colder

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