This is a song about "Four wheeler"

Four more tarts playing harps

Tire marks, tire marks

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

In your case that'd be like four horses.

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

So when i kick in the door, not waving the four four

Inhaler ? i might be in b-town in the back of four

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

On my mama nigga, i be gone for months

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

Fourscore and four wars ago

Although thought that we would grow