This is a song about "Flats as"

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

And im as tough as a great lion

When spittin' lyrics as complex as chemical astronomy as part of me

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

High as helicopters spitting as hot as lava

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

Like dammit you the shit you do it so well

But as rude and as indecent as all hell

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Double m-g not to mention we got that

As well as this musical poetry, rap

Cruisin around with four flats all the way to fon du lac,

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back