My mom broke but she posted the bail
With parts of their body through the mail
Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back
Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad
You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,
Now they mention my nigga with all the greats
Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
I'll mail them to your door and send a note
Motherfucker i ain't never broke
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