This is a song about "The fifth"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

The bigger the the fun

And when it's said and done

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

Love your screams ignite my fire, my requiem, the pleading fifth

The sequel to the first

And i been all around the world

The more battles the better the flows

Guess i’m different than most

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

The realist in the game

He don't do the same