This is a song about "Mail"

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

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

With parts of their body through the mail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email

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

Then '09 came, them bad record sales

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

Been running around trying find a job

Look at what hell got, mail from fish scale docks

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots