This is a song about "5 panel"

Or when flying down a panel in some hi-top jays

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

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

I ain't sayin' namesthey say the tape was really mine

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

10 fives, 5 tens, 8 twenties its nothin!

Work 9-5 and strive nobly to lead

If your man want to bet

Or know them testament verses

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

And my civ 5 regime.

Come see real niggas on my team

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

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about