This is a song about "Flock"

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Like the #flicker #walk #a #flock #of you, keep that #flame sicker,

Walked up in the shop, everybody lookin' shocked

And boy they did flock; can't believe this little hick locked

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

I dont need bitches, bitches flock at my name

But in that that rapper illness i was not in a flying flock but i was a survivor hawk

So motherfucka don't appear when the money's homelil' homie done grew into a big dog

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

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

And i ain't got what it takes

'til i walk a flock of flames

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

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