This is a song about "Flat gilrl"

Like a boxer i leave u flat out

The game's got cancer, i radiate the crowd

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

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Murdered you on the flat screen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

Your rap is #mindfucked, your #flat line's stuck, my verse on the mic's like an #assit #burns!

They said seven tracks, i said fifteen

Murdered you on the flat screen

Not extending it i tell it flat.

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that