This is a song about "Five"

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

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

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

Still strong like coffee at the five a.m.

The first five minutes is swell.

True player, cory mo cold as hell

Chill son, five more minutes

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Young as five/ but none despise their conditions

Killing the cypher twenty five to lifer

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Roll up to a five star luxury