This is a song about "Flat feet"

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

You're a carpet, i'll lay you flat!

Now it's time to eat

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

Whether i'm a billioanire or flat broke

Nightmare on any street

He'll fall down at my feet

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

She said she wanna man, told her im real rap

Indubitably i'm too street

Head to toe, face and feet,

I be gettin' money

Laid-flat like a tapestry,