This is a song about "Four seasons gaming"

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

I'll split when my brain weakens it's insane seasons

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Connect four,connect rhymes

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

Which to me looks like your doing more gaming, then rhyming,

Tire marks, tire marks

Four more tarts playing harps

A couple posites i got,even penny'll stop

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

Not the change of the seasons but the suns that shine

You haters put up your guards

Four more tarts playing harps

Or keep small it around four

And you ain't gotta go to war