This is a song about "The four virtues"

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Number four, the content in your rap's are just boring

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Four in the air for the people stuck in their bubbles

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

Only been four months since the day we were through.

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Black honda accord slash four door ford until the drivers are flattened

Now i'm back on my grizzle, a plethora of strippers

Bass part beast i start feasting on virtues and scriptures

Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

That fire flow the finest women i adore

And tell the doc you'd be dead at four