This is a song about "Flat chested girl"

Basketball, you are flat

In the house, holla back

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

My name trouble i'm a blessing to rap

Like a boxer i leave u flat out

I prefer your applause without a handout

Whether i'm a billioanire or flat broke

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

I ain't trying to bitch, but they say that i'm hating

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

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

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

Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad