This is a song about "Five guys"

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

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

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

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

It's funny cause most of y'all ain't did shit

While guys were wastin time credit

Been on the streets for five years

I can taste the salt from my tears

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

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

Why didn't i kill those fucking guys..

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise