This is a song about "My better half"

I faced up to time, sold half my trust

Don't know her name those ain't really important

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

My lasso, looped-wrangling rope was snapped in half all with my hopes

My life is twisted like it's licorice, i got a half hour,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Better tell me the truth because my foot is half out the door

We was high school peers, in junior high

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

My raps is better then yours

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Cut a nigga in half with my light saber

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Half my load, figuring out shit on my own the the dicinchi code,