This is a song about "Fox five"

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

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Ill be shaken it up like michael jay fox

But i'm leaving town in a little bit

You betrayed me like a fox, shit.

So i grab my megan fox pussy simulator

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

A twenty somethin cup

That tre five seven stay tuck

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

Fox off a spliff, stop on a hit to often forget

On my fox flow, ring a ding ling ling

Tell them niggas we coming

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Instead i sat back took notes tried to be sneaky like a fox,