This is a song about "Flag burner"

Iv'e been rapping my flag on about a million stages

And nowadays niggas stand behind em like clive davis

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

You better off raising the flag and just retreat

Celebrate the very day that she get past

Me , top of the flag pole u half mast

I'm trying to make a way, she never call back

I can brag all day about the flag

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

So don't brag and just surrender and wave the white flag

If i had a burner i'd pop that ass off and spit it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Cause i can rock my flag, in any type of situation