This is a song about "Fourth"

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Where would i be without my dogs

But as time goes back and fourth,

I forswore this fourth whore is no

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Ronald reagan sagging fourth amendment begging

Leave you stiff by the fourth round,high as fuck asking for more loud,

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Now answer my questions im about to spit fourth, remember show no remorse now begin,

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Now i'm on level fourth and still leveling up