This is a song about "Post reconstruction"

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

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

So before you post better think ahead,

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

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

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

So you finally got the nerve

Post cards and my letters

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

Bitch you're barely breathin' leavin' on the back of the boat

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

If they find that stash box just one time

He started to sing and then post it online

Told ya i’m focused man

And post the shit on instagram