This is a song about "Speed burning kentucky flags"

My records sell, yes sir

Bitch, speed up no go slower

Youre a burning match

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Fire up the burning bush

Burning american flags, screamin fuck fags,

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed

Like i said before i sound like i'm doing speed

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Speed limits get eliminate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Cos when i'm rapping with speed it's like i'm doing speed

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat