This is a song about "Die trennung meiner 5"

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

I just wanna pretend i'm 5 again

That's your girl, well buddy don't fumble it then

Got me rushed to the station

More than 5 blunts in rotation

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

5. walk over rappers like laminate flooring,

Now its your turn to die

When pac get high

6 popping 5 dropping

I'm the sushi king

Keep your heads up high

All my niggas ride or die