This is a song about "Rag"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

The day before is better than the present

You rag on me but say your a friend

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

Do the dirty work, dish rag/

Twista finna get up on the track

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

You rag on me but say your a friend

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

No difference whipping you with a rag or my lyric attack,

Theres your dinner, chew him up like a rag

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

Hit birdman wit a wet rag then step back,

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack