This is a song about "Flock"

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

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

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

Most flies flock to those with the worst odor

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop

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

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Leading the world with a flock of doves

Where you welcome to problems