This is a song about "Post hoc"

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

And try to find solutions while i'm higher than a light post

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Im the lyrical hangman this post the rope

Speak too late be taken post to sleep on stakes

We back on these highways moving cakes

Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

So before you post better think ahead,

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head