Flag and Mud

[Verse 1]
My son, I love you most
On the porch with the flag half-high
Mud on your boots, grin so wide
Big trucks parked by the county line
You point and shout, "Let's go"
And I say, "Yeah, let's roll"
[Pre-Chorus]
We chase the day, no fear
Wind in your hair, pure cheer
Small hands, big dreams, right here
My boy, my pride, my gear
[Chorus]
Flag in the wind, son
Run it up, run it up
Dirt bike and mud, son
Keep it tough, keep it up
All these adventures
You and me, side by side
Flag in the wind, son
Yeah, we ride, we ride
[Verse 2]
Tailgate down at dusk
Grease on my hands, dust on yours
You climb up high, lock that stare
Like you own every road out there
Big trucks rumble, then you laugh
"Again!" you say, and I do the math
[Pre-Chorus]
We chase the day, no fear
Wind in your hair, pure cheer
Small hands, big dreams, right here
My boy, my pride, my gear
[Chorus]
Flag in the wind, son
Run it up, run it up
Dirt bike and mud, son
Keep it tough, keep it up
All these adventures
You and me, side by side
Flag in the wind, son
Yeah, we ride, we ride
[Bridge]
When you call my name
Everything else fades out
I built this life for you
That's what I'm talking about
Take my hand, take the lead
Show me what you need
[Final Chorus]
Flag in the wind, son
Run it up, run it up
Dirt bike and mud, son
Keep it tough, keep it up
All these adventures
You and me, side by side
Flag in the wind, son
Yeah, we ride, we ride

Trap-rap with a house-leaning four-on-the-floor lift under halftime drums, rubbery 808 thumps, handclap snaps, and bright synth stabs; verse rides sparse and gritty, pre-chorus opens with filtered chords and a rising chant, chorus drops into a big singback hook with gang doubles and ad-libs. Tape hiss, rev samples, and quick risers. Punchy, wide, modern mix., hip hop, rap