This is a song about "Mail"

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail

With parts of their body through the mail

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

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