This is a song about "Post it"

I collect debts an post death threats, pain inflicter amoungst your sister,

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

She grabs her post-it note, turns it to a kite

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

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

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Ill post this rap to sit and save,

Looking for them better days

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

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