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

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

I fly fuck a nine to five never wear a tie

Fuck that shit, i'd only take what i get.

First letter says motherfucker you're dead

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

I can trigger complete death, but i left you just half dead

Slice you in half, i tear your vocals apart

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

Surely ambition can only take you so far? well fuck you too, i have a car,

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

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

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

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price