This is a song about "Mail man"

You comeplete waste man

Just take control if you can

Pushing in my mama van

Love can make ya stupid man

Skeletors, he-man, she-man, see, man?

Lookin' like a nigga just left japan

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

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

Joseline hernandez, watch them hands, man

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

You need your nappy changing, man

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

But if you aint real man

Hoppin' out a van

Young roy the fuckin man