This is a song about "Mail"

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

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

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

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

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

With parts of their body through the mail

They keep sayin' whale, but my name wale

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

I let you know you dealing with dogs