This is a song about "Brag"

She michael jackson bad

And like to boast and brag

We gunna take this party on into the morning

I grew up poor, but artists brag about it and keep talking,

In the house, holla back

Youve got no reason to brag

I can brag all day about the flag

I don't want it on my back

Tell me, would you brag about the cash, you've never had it,

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

Don't mean to brag, but i've got the future title in the bag/

You don’t sleep on nothing but a comforter and skull cap

You got no room to brag makin me gag your a red flag,

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

You brag about the hoes you holdin on the side

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside