This is a song about "Flat chest girls"

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Leave 'em shaken flat out, broken, or breaking..

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

Murdered you on the flat screen

Be the king, that was part of my dream

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

Hold up yea we the best

Takes the weights off my chest

Murdered you on the flat screen

For thinking you clean

Put your head on my chest

Is what i quest