This is a song about "The 5 amendments"

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

I leave flowers on the graves of these cowards

First off congratulations on the win

More than 5 blunts in rotation

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Toss em down on the ground and squash em like sumo

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit

5 times i must repeat it, then 5 times must delete it.

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

And it's actually 5:20, learn to fucking tell the time

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Your not far from the treasure, 5 big pleasures.

Blood squirtin on the walls, and i aint even nervous at all

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball