This is a song about "The number 5"

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Number four, the content in your rap's are just boring

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

That's why poverty is the number one element

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

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

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

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though