This is a song about "Flag"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

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

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

Cause from here i am raising the flag of tolerance

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

The flag that enslaved 'em, now they pledge allegiance,

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Banging my flag on left side,be repping that west side,thats that best side

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

So gold albums or not, i did affect rap

Hang ya up like a fag, hag, crack flag

I changed the stars on the flag into crosses

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things