This is a song about "Flat"

I'm on fire, whole hood blazing

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

Like you threw something to me-so i threw em back

My coffee, put it on a flat table mat,

Is that why you're flat on the mat rhino

You keep playing, you will look like a gyro

Penicilin heals all wounds/ a flat earth turned spherical

I got my finger on the mothafuckin' pistol

I deserve a medal, i lap 'em every track

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

You outta gas? do you got a flat?

This is why her nigga mad

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

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

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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