This is a song about "Civ 5"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

David is goliath slaying i was 5 stone lighter in the weighing

Been killing hard for 5 years, no one has ever caught me,

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces

Pocket racked up all big faces

But he don't rule a thing

6 popping 5 dropping

I just wanna pretend i'm 5 again

I’m effervescent, just ask them

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin'