This is a song about "555"

Less a medium's attend,

Just say he's the best

This paper to the pen

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Its splendid when it works out

I must go like fly route

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

The fabrics of the universe is unknowing

As i write lyrics that send

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Stop it if you scared

The eyes can't comprehend

I think you and your friends

You on a journey that bends

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Till it descend and i pretend to keep sewing