This is a song about "Post it"

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

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

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

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

And like light post i be shining in the dark

Right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard

Yes we bout it bout it/

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

Im the lyrical hangman this post the rope

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

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Hear it, endear it, believe it.

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that