This is a song about "4 u"

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

Hope ya'll ain't have no protection

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore

Got 3 niggas to smoke with afterwards 4 bitches blow dick

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

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

Give me 4 more years to find my fate

City national bank evolve into shape

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

Hard to throw 4 years out the window