This is a song about "4 and 5"

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Only built 4 cuban linx, paid in full, and liquor swords,

And blow myself up makin everyone a causality

Sipping the finest liquid until we finish the dizzy

3 or 4 times a day, do codeine and are dope fiends,

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

It's like 5 minutes ago,woke up and all i see is a whore,

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I'm an iphone 4 and you're a 1994 pager

And it's actually 5:20, learn to fucking tell the time

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

I'm digging out divas

Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

I tried to sell ur body on ebay and got 5 comments.