This is a song about "Georgia post reconstruction"

He started to sing and then post it online

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

That i'd, never ever ever go broke

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

I know my calling's worth like phone card

And like light post i be shining in the dark

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I grew up in florida,but from the m.i.a all the way georgia we on the same shit