This is a song about "Post game"

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

He started to sing and then post it online

I'll give ya post traumatic stress disorder as my rhymes kill ya

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Yeah, the kid in this thang

And post the shit on instagram

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

So before you post better think ahead,

So before you post better think ahead,

Give us this day, our daily bread

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

Speak too late be taken post to sleep on stakes

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

But now i'm pointin the finger at police