This is a song about "Post its"

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

So before you post better think ahead,

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

He started to sing and then post it online

Promise me you won't step out of line

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut

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

Its for certain that its curtains

The jiggas and the tips