This is a song about "Fours tacks"

I earn plaques spit attacks sharp as tacks

And all she wants is to dance

My bitch get on all fours, like a cheetah,

36 o's so i'm riding round with that nina

Then go to ur whore..bring her down on all fours..my beefy boner is hungry for meat/

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

Holding a saw for cutting my victims into fours

First get on all fours and beg me please

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Then they'll play with mario brothers when it was duck hunt

Getting on all fours to fill in the pores and,

Know your fuckin' facts, you ain't sharper than tacks

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Can even afford retro fours

It ain't gon' be no back and forth