This is a song about "Star spangled banner"

But nobody gets to raise a banner during halftime

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

Young money, d-town's all star

She is far bizarre

Just picture bruce banner cocking back the hammer,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Every day, a star is born,

Cause they fear me in physical form

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

Banner,and ill give you cancer

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Every day, a star is born,

He gave 'em the platform

// [you're a... rock star]

You know...you know who you are