This is a song about "Letter"

Yet magazines still tellin me im not gettin my varsity letter yet

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Gone is just a letter

I thought i recognized her

I'm writing this letter with words

Shout out bobby on hundreds

A letter to his mother tells of his fatal mistake

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

I had to take a pen, to apologize in this letter

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

Check my letter i got christmas money,

We're living in a fantasy

Although i’m in the land of milk and honey

You disappear reading this a letter agree!