This is a song about "Apartment four"

This life i chose

I show up with four hoes

I got these tats all on my arms

Four more tarts playing harps

Tire marks, tire marks

Four more tarts playing harps

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

I always keep a gallon in the fridge at my apartment

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

In your case that'd be like four horses.

Here i go again, falling in love

Fourscore and four wars ago

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though