This is a song about "Mail"

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