This is a song about "Flag football"

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Can you see the the flag waving in the air with the checks

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Like football your ass smacked dad

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I make people wave the white flag so they can surrender

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

Brought this shit to fruition, took my niggas to vegas

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Cause from here i am raising the flag of tolerance

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

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