This is a song about "5 oclock"

I try providing 9 to 5, i'm blinded by this rhetoric,

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Could i make you my baby

Mj when her toung out 5 ee

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

5. walk over rappers like laminate flooring,

Papa aren't you proud of me i got 5 mansions

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Now move back over here to the right

A man drove through the streets 3 oclock at night

My nigga, its all love

Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces

And my civ 5 regime.

Caged, and the wonder is seen