This is a song about "Civ five"

Five minutes later i hear a scream,

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

They can no longer strive, no one else is alive, high five.

Young as five/ but none despise their conditions

So here i am at the store for some chips

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Twenty five ounces got me thinking clear

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Have you ever felt like, like you never get life

He say he unemployed,you gotta nine to five

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Sicker than these niggas on they grind, workin' nine to five,