This is a song about "Four five second"

She leave her hair on the floor

And five days later, maybe more

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

My kick game be making fifa envy

Lil prps like 3 digits

Four five six, and now it clicks

Four more tarts playing harps

You haters put up your guards

But where i'm from

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

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Every day from 9 to five

The first five minutes is swell.

And i ain't goin' well