This is a song about "Fourth of july"

Yep she's on x, i called that bitch speed burst

Of being of always getting wired

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Defendants of a meddle, restless full of potential

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

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I just write that right by a mic stand

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

But as time goes back and fourth,

Where would i be without my dogs

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.