This is a song about "Halves and wholes"

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

And get it again and again

This is something different

Grab the scissors and saws and

And once i'm dead and gone

Get on a song

And a fridge and some broccoli

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Lets get to spittin, yo ass will be splittin 2 halves, dude u buttfucked 2 cows,

Though. i got that liquid courage and aspiration, take your girl maker her bounce