This is a song about "Nine to five"

Because i see right through your disguise

I find dimes like nine - five

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

As we find the reason why you continue to make it easy to take side's, 0 to nine/

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

I battle five keep on my competition to be a giant, lines defiant

Haven't rested for five days, just trying to sleep, go to rite aid

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

I fly fuck a nine to five never wear a tie

You know me, cool breeze, a nigga high

One two three four five six seven eight nine

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

I'm asinine, i'll blast the nine, my disses so mean to ya,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada