This is a song about "Rag"

Light the rag, it's a molotov

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Rag on the carols and britney's that won't get with me

I got my du-rag on with my fitted sittin’ on it

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Not half bad and make it bloody like a chick on a bad rag

Spit that raw shit, y'all some talkative condoms, fall back

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

Doo-rags to match, and i do sag

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Take her to my place put a rag on her face and pour water on it/

So if he die, and came back, would he try to save rap

You big riding fag fuck you and your swag bitch on the rag,

You rag on me but say your a friend

Hold my tears i tried my best