This is a song about "Four"

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

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

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

And tell the doc you'd be dead at four

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Like dissing benny and four twenty weren't enough

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Fourscore and four wars ago

And now your best friend's having kids

Four five six, and now it clicks