This is a song about "Flat tire"

I'll slash your tire just cause i enjoy the hiss sound

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Laid-flat like a tapestry,

Double d's indeed, she is not flat

To get them niggas while they laid back

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

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Murdered you on the flat screen

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

She blow me like a tire

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm the kerosene to the fire a fucking pin to the tire

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire