This is a song about "Bleed the fifth"

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

I was prevented from seeing/ a fifth grader and 135 pounds

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

For bunk meat, neon lighted butchers were chumps bleed

Yeah i know we never got to meet

And imma make these hoes bleed

But this real, fuck how you feel

I'm rap's big wheel yall rap fifth wheel

This is like riding through the city

I drove by with a fifth in me,

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

This world is is all about greed, pass the weed, course the bleed, indeed,

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

Love your screams ignite my fire, my requiem, the pleading fifth

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

This is the concrete