This is a song about "Mail order brides"

Of goin christopher dorner on all who enforce order

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Even if i have to decode a dictionary in order to travel

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

About some tyga beef shit

We'll then make order reelected

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Droppin rhymes in order to keep your pedestal lower than mine

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

A new world order, with a new constitution

He went from moving that corner

Is this the new world order

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

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box