This is a song about "Semi trucks"

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

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

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

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

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

I got a semi rapper in ma genes

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

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.

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

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

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Suckin on the barrel of my semi automatic