This is a song about "Four day weekend midterm and shopping"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Round my motherfuckin way

Live, and die, on this day.

Going hard on the weekend with parties and friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

I keep it real and take more than four minutes.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Doing nothing over the weekend

She gives me four shots and i take it

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that