This is a song about "It s like 5 6"

Here i go again, falling in love

Heard it and snapped in 5 pieces

S on my chest like a superman vest

That's why i never claimed i was the best

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

5. walk over rappers like laminate flooring,

Pocket racked up all big faces

Track 5.) lust (old school love)

You, you, you have to pay for that

Not that you don't like it

Who wanna battle me?

My lady, my baby

Then keep your change like an oink machine

Seems like there s a killer on the scene

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

Bad, just like an 80's car