This is a song about "5 or 8"

Or anybody else instead

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces

Or my parade for that matter

And there's little to be glad for

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

An antidote or anecdote?

Although thought that we would grow

Or hearing the noise of ammo

Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls

Or two of the motherfuckers

And tell me why would we just think about

If they pigs/5-0/the fuzz we haul out

And my civ 5 regime.

As: i know just what you mean