This is a song about "5 am"

The hot-box vehicle like breathing out the window

Only bout 5. look at me now tho, im kinda fly tho.

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Hittin' prime time like channel 5 specials

And my kick game beyond crazy

I count 5 fingers between you and me

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

I'll never make it; name 5 rappers who are white,

You ain't never seen

And my civ 5 regime.