This is a song about "Mail"

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,

My mom broke but she posted the bail

With parts of their body through the mail

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

To soho, baby milo so dope

I'll mail them to your door and send a note