This is a song about "Flag"

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

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

Doo-rags to match, and i do sag

I can brag all day about the flag

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

I had my life turned around but the white flag ain't down, looks like we're going back around

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

Everything even the us flag is made in china

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

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

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

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

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