This is a song about "Flats"

Drive around and always get the flats, all i can do is pray

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

I used to live where the flats be,

Look it something they can't ever see

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Snapchats or four flats doesnt bother my cats,

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

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

From the cold water flats and the old public housing,

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

See i'm goin' from the cold water flats to them straight-up cold flat screens,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets