This is a song about "Flock 17"

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

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

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

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

Leading the world with a flock of doves

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

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

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Straight g thing, double m g thing

17. now i'm willing to get killing,

This 17 year old kid through mad stuff,

Here i go again, falling in love

Ain't get my message, was no signal when i was texting

At 1 minute and 17 seconds, is when this rap i'm ending