This is a song about "Post hoc"

But she took it in his place

Ill post this rap to sit and save,

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

So before you post better think ahead,

He started to sing and then post it online

18 months? please, that ain't facing time

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

I would never post my dopest shit what you take me for a hoe,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

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