This is a song about "Civ five"

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

And when i get those mics you know i must score five

I find dimes like nine - five

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I'm a son of a gun

Yo....you know i'm five seven/

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

Five minutes later i hear a scream,

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Im in my fort house stuntin like henry the five/

As your family dies, and my family rise

Like a pig cooked from live into a meal for five,

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Twenty five ounces got me thinking clear