This is a song about "Supreme flag on my back"

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

I've returned though see, slowly back on my feet

I'm flying on top yeah my rhyming supreme

I live by the code: fuck bitches, love queen

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Tatted my moms on my back for ambition

I put my shoes and jacket on and get my schoolbag on my back

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

On the map, filthy see my name on her back

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

No turning back now/ got my team on my back now

I had my life turned around but the white flag ain't down, looks like we're going back around

Drugs are a blessingto someone with no breakfast, damnit’s so hard being exited, out

Same game, same blood, same coat on my back

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack