Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke
I'll mail them to your door and send a note
You can ask los, i was like a young gale
With parts of their body through the mail
Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag
Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back
Heard the sound of several gun shots
Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks
You're wasting space like junk mail and sperm whales,
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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