This is a song about "1st of the month"

Its been a month since he lost his guts to rap

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

A true leader, my 1st floor got a balcony

On the 5th of the first month,

Shout out my nigga miles

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Kicked out 'cuz the rent is nine-hundred dollars a month,

1st flights these bitches know we do

That means two, between me and you

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

It was my 1st time but i dun been on some

It's usually once a month, this is some feat i've accomplished

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think