This is a song about "Iphone 4 s"

Yo 4-bit, yeah i called you 4-bit look at me i'm 8-bit

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Hard to throw 4 years out the window

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Shout 4:20, 4:20, like it's your obsession,

When a 4 by 4 comes crashing into your skull and furthermore

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

My iphone need the charge

Gold all in my watch

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',