This is a song about "Post reconstruction"

So before you post better think ahead,

I'll be the thunder, shake the whole bed

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Speak too late be taken post to sleep on stakes

I slumped, in my chair and my grades

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

Everyday we party hard like ther ain't no tomorrow

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

I post up bumping threads tucked woven i sweats

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

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

You couldn't step in the zone if i wrote directions on a post-it note

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke