This is a song about "Flag"

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

I changed the stars on the flag into crosses

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

You better off raising the flag and just retreat

We have so much in common, starting at the feet

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,

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

My flag has been seen from south beach out to vegas

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

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

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

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was