This is a song about "Four grams"

I show up with four hoes

X's and o's, you must be the rose

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

I bring the tension in bricks, your raised it up a couple grams,

The shit that i spit is more

Or keep small it around four

If our love was cocaine you gave me kilos i gave you zero point eight grams

Call it mgkmind gone, don’t fuck with mecountin’ dorms in the middle east38, silence of the lambs

Look like james vanderbeek on eight grams of tweak,

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

But i’m praying in advance

You wont catch me shifting grams

Methamphetamine fuelled rage killed four today

And talking shit we gon' party all day