This is a song about "4 inch"

Shout 4:20, 4:20, like it's your obsession,

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Sick enough to hawk vomit, on every inch of carpet

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Yo 4-bit, yeah i called you 4-bit look at me i'm 8-bit

Listening to aston martin music music

To not have a fuckin three hundred and sixty inch dick

Got 4 pumps and his heart beating/

And getting money is the song i sing

Lookin like a walmart greater with a 3 inch peter.

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I pack a nine-inch winky, they attract totty

Hard to throw 4 years out the window

No, just put us on death row