This is a song about "Flat ass"

Sick of hard times so i tell em to fall back

And imma makes sure all four of ya tires are flat,

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Is that why you're flat on the mat rhino

The pioneer of the coke rap

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Double d's indeed, she is not flat

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

You shoot 16,ima shoot 28 back have your ass layed flat man just read this and pray that

Laid-flat like a tapestry,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Treasurin every moment like it's last, an outcast, left flat on his ass

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

Penicilin heals all wounds/ a flat earth turned spherical

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little