This is a song about "Im back half ear"

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

Can't win with a passive attack

Im a just love you back

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

In fact i snack on my prey, half of the game is still back in shacks,

I don't gotta be here

Echoes a voice in my ear,

Nigga, im anarexic with that 6 pack cut your skinny ass in half

I need me an engine that go real fast, call it hall/haul of fame once it haul ass

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half

Half of the time i dont even know what im doing

So check my net worth, and i got them jerseys moving