This is a song about "Four conners"

I got these tats all on my arms

Four more tarts playing harps

Connect four,connect rhymes

I wish i could have 25 wives

I just went up four levels of rep

Nobody ain't own us yet

Farenheit four fifty one i'm on fire

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

That scary love, never get married love

In your case that'd be like four horses.