This is a song about "9 to 5"

Try me,i'll have you hooked up to an iv for 5 weeks

In private, not public in the streets

With bombs strapped to me, attached to my anatomy

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

You ain't never seen

And my civ 5 regime.

6 popping 5 dropping

Go where you ain't been

I wasn't made for a 9-5,im an artist an i was sent to ride or die

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high