This is a song about "Johnnys hairline"

Cut 'em in half half way to the gymnasium with my axe

It’s a party in my pants and you invited with all that dance

But you don't have a chance

You don't even know half

Through you under the avc line

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

I thought it'd get better but

There’s no looking out, got cut,

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

For half of the time, who's the mastermind behind that little line

Your trying to rhyme from line to line,

25 with an ltime to prepare to do fed time

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

Cut you with the same pair of scissors

Talking of the gods you serve