This is a song about "Semi"

I think faster than semi automatic,i make people disappear with this magic

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

Cause maybe the devil son, shoot you with my semi-gun, your done.

I got a semi rapper in ma genes

Everything ain't what it seems

Suckin on the barrel of my semi automatic

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

People love hodgy i hate you though

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Semi automatics blow you into fragments, the coroner like, "what the fuck happened?"

Semi-automatic, i spit real

Yellow diamonds in my ear