This is a song about "Five point"

That tre five seven stay tuck

Say what you wanna but

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

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

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

I was bitten by a dog in (two thousand and five)

Conversating on my life

Girl back up and give a high five

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

The first five minutes is swell.

The twin towers fell

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

To be alive with a grand baby who's about five

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

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