This is a song about "Mail"

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

With parts of their body through the mail

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

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

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

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

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

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave