This is a song about "Waka flaka flame"

They walk the walk, but never talk the talk like waka flocka flame,

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame!

Cause i'll +bolt+ on usain, i'm too ahead of the game

Let loose terror, peeps and geeks remain in hell with flame

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Posse hocking some flame flows

Straight g thing, double m g thing

To keep your flame burning, your world turning,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

Your body's right as rain