This is a song about "The number 4"

What preceded was the clue

The giant number who miss you

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

But the flow hang it lower than 4 feet high

I'm the light-sixer 4 switcher darth vader

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

They ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Forgetting about the people 4 times harder,

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

All trying to make it in the number one spot

We charging you niggas up you like it or not