This is a song about "9 to 5"

And my civ 5 regime.

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

With bombs strapped to me, attached to my anatomy

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

From workin' 9 to 5, from grindin', tryna provide for the family,

6 popping 5 dropping

Why not me the same thing

Mambo no 5 so many chicks to choose from

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them