This is a song about "Fourth of july"

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

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Of potential cases

Thought this was forever love

And me and them rappers we don’t share no common ground

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

So dope, shit, i sold y’all copies

Top of my pile of bodies

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

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

King of the va, off of those toxins.

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I forswore this fourth whore is no

We magnetizing the ghetto