This is a song about "Semi trucks"

And, when them haters try to see me im cocking the semi

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

And i don't need no center or guard to get him open

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

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

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

I'll get to cocking back the semi

On they twitter writing novels, see

I kept it in the crib, it made me a light sleeper

Set in store through each sore formed by this semi-auto repeater