This is a song about "Flock 17"

Dealin' with it 1.3 miles wide and goin 17 miles long?

Shit on anybody with opinions, you dead wrong

Am dope as fuck am 17 years old mc like ice tea

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

From golden rings to them 17 inch rims

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I'mma ... hrrr ... oh a flock can't rap

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

I need a 17 car garage

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

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

I dont need bitches, bitches flock at my name

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again