This is a song about "Flat firl"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

In case i get a flat, my flow keeps going,

Basketball, you are flat

Bring that shit the fuck back

And lead tha whole team

Murdered you on the flat screen

Whether i'm a billioanire or flat broke

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

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

David hit the pavement with this grapple rap

I dont fuck a bitch with a flat chest

See i can only love you when you undressed

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

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Double d's indeed, she is not flat