This is a song about "Not flat"

Rolling with the dopest hoes and they don't know i rap

Kids out on the corner cold, bring em in to your heated flat

House and then the mini flat apartment in the city cracks,

The tracks on snack off raps, see stacks from back of my slacks

Your rap is #mindfucked, your #flat line's stuck, my verse on the mic's like an #assit #burns!

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

And i'm not about to let my lyrics become flat

Watchin me shake my flat anorexic ass, but why not try twerkin like me im popular be like miley,

Shitty little slutty wannabe you calliope or a newbie please don't bug me if you need me

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Penicilin heals all wounds/ a flat earth turned spherical

When i saw your lyrics it put me to sleep your rhymes were flat

Listen, i'm fishing, you bitch niggas is missing i got that