This is a song about "Flock"

And that you fly with the flock and that you stick to the grain

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

You fags think it's all a game 'til i walk a flock of flames

Leading the world with a flock of doves

She can make a pimp fall in love

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

You fags think it's all a game, 'til i walk a flock of flames

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Running out the clock tell im around in the sky birds flock

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

I dont need bitches, bitches flock at my name

The only time i flirt with her

Most flies flock to those with the worst odor