This is a song about "5th amendment"

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Im piloting hip hop after a 5th of vodka in the cockpit

Like the 1st amendment, then they send the rico act,

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

So hold this 5th of liqueur and spit

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Let's pull some video out of 5th grade pageant

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

If you feel it, it must be real just

I'll say whatever i want, first amendment

And save your shitty freestyle rhymes for a kid in the 5th grade

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

Considering we've been denied of every fucking amendment!