This is a song about "The 5 amendments"

So i pulled back the curtains, merked him

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Young, handsome and focused

Coming out the top 5 hits list

Somebody call the coroner, cuz bitch i'm on the border

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

The type of nigga we trip up and leave for 5-oh

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

If they pigs/5-0/the fuzz we haul out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

5 seats in the car we hot boxed in

With a little bit of passion

More than 5 blunts in rotation

Or babies they raisin