This is a song about "Five night s at freddy s"

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Bad, just like an 80's car

Young money, d-town's all star

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Thanks to you, d p s drowns!

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

I'm not talking m3's, but this is your survival lease