This is a song about "Post it"

Wanted to leave this world post haste there's place for me.

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

Ill post this rap to sit and save,

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

Post your response so we can see how pussies really suck up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

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

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

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