This is a song about "Five noghts at freddys"

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

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

At like the age of five making power points creative slides i never really had to

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

Chill son, five more minutes

When you spill out hits

I find dimes like nine - five

O.d. was in the weight room all his life

Young as five/ but none despise their conditions

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns