This is a song about "Flag"

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

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

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

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

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

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

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

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

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

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

Me , top of the flag pole u half mast

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last