This is a song about "I only fuck you half past five"

Bitch, i can tear you in half, called division

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

But i do fuck. up but that only happens

She need up in her life

I find dimes like nine - five

You are so agitating, your'e past fucking aggravating, watch as i perform,

In fly modei'm a homicidal outlawand five-o, get your lights on, fight long

Droppin jackets on the stripper and every single is fifty

I see past you placebos, watch me look into infinity,

Roses are red, violets are blue, i have five fingers, the middle one's for you.

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Only smoke that dank cause i don't fuck around

I'm fully grown and the future can be planned out