This is a song about "Post con auto and quad"

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

He started to sing and then post it online

See with a district columbia vision

Ready for my long con to be finally done/

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

I am the grand in grand theft auto street

Just know that i'm always

Ill post this rap to sit and save,