This is a song about "My four letter word"

Evils places my piece set in stone like the four seasons/

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

R.i.p to the victims reach out and take my loving letter,

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

My name herb, take herb, smoke herb (say word?)

Call my dot cuz im above you like the lowercase letter i dont try to

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

My learning word process is still being continued

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

And,i hope u get my apology letter

This is story of my four days inside

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied