This is a song about "Post players"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Sup players, thanks for all the support,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Look deep inside my train of thoughts, gold ring players,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

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

I'm entertainin' 'til the players change to complainers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

He started to sing and then post it online

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note