This is a song about "Five hole"

Suicide attempts in the hole

This shit has got my soul

So hold back ya tears

Been on the streets for five years

If you want to criticize me,talk to your ass hole,

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

I got soul, there's more in store

And five days later, maybe more

And it weighs a ton

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

So the devil that drove in her got in control

Or your closest friend gets put in a hole

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

Girl back up and give a high five

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

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice