This is a song about "Semi colons"

Pushin permanent twistin i'm on a mission got me on the mashtried to dig, you was screamin when i did

Totin/ semi automatics i blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like mr. fantastic

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

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

In fact, creeping' through the corners semi slaughter bloody water

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Refrain from being semi-automatic/ just remember they are pathetic

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

We can talk things over a little a while

I got a semi rapper in ma genes

Get grand slam fans out of they seats