This is a song about "5 months til he gets out of jail"

So time for the liquor, the pipe gets a flicker 'til i put the goggles back on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

Coming out the top 5 hits list

I must go like fly route

Gets home after a night out

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

He knew he was gonna die so he lets out a deep breathe and closes both of his

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

I've got nothin' to worry about

Everybody gets wiped out

You say rap gets it out

I don't know what you heard about