This is a song about "Halves and wholes"

You feel it from your head to your toes

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

And a fridge and some broccoli

They say nothings ever free

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Ybm and emp it's like we brothers

And their mothers and fathers

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I come outta battles un-damaged with more wholes in wars than andy got,

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught