This is a song about "Flipping"

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

You know the tricks that i am flipping they are (freaking) ill

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Standing out in crowds, flipping off police, like the nwa screamin fuck the police,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

But you cant catch us homie we flipping speed bon bons

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

My life's based upon what i'mma do this year

Seriously, skipping class flipping the bird sipping beer

I'm flipping the composition and i'm driven with the vision i've made

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

So i ain’t doing shit, i’m just slowly flipping a page,

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange