This is a song about "Royce da 5 9"

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

I tried that 9 to 5 and busted my boss in the face.

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

I try providing 9 to 5, i'm blinded by this rhetoric,

They meet them rich boys

Rolling in the rolls royce/

Its gone from 5 to 9 0'clock is it time to stop

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel