This is a song about "4 of us"

Behind in the dust, left in disgust, like the rest of us

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Some of us be fronting, some of us is really criminals

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Mama whip with 5 of my guys, 4 holdin'

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

#4 (#more #internals, #indirects, #multis #and #loads #of #bowls)

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

It happens to the best of us

Thoughts of us of everything of everyone's debts

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

And do i need to mention when

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4