This is a song about "Mail"

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

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

With parts of their body through the mail

And why the hell am i locked in jail

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

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

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

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

I don't do dishes but i throw away your plates