This is a song about "The fourth amendment"

The fact that niggas abuse the 1st amendment

With such an ugly picture in it and

Got smite, 'here lies, on the fourth of july', they recite as you cried tears,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

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

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

Now i'm on level fourth and still leveling up

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

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Wisest to be rappin since mac was in fourth grade.

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate