This is a song about "Lawyer email jokes"

But bitch you dumb as fuck to right from wrong

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

You're so dumb, blondes tell jokes about you.

Gucci man, it's the gucci crew

U can try raising the bar but im passin the bar like a lawyer because,

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

The discuss section is fuckin wrecked. someone email amir the god about this.

Aha you got so many jokes

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

I may hear black jokes but i stay humble,

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip