This is a song about "Fuck four conners"

You haters put up your guards

Four more tarts playing harps

Switch swag on you little dick fags

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

Connect four,connect rhymes

Got a flock full of dimes

Methamphetamine fuelled rage killed four today

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Twenty-four carats, countin cabbage, like the arabs

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

I just went up four levels of rep

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

And tell the doc you'd be dead at four

Not relying on the light no more

Or keep small it around four