This is a song about "Post reconstruction"

Post cards and my letters

Let's enjoy our younger years

So before you post better think ahead,

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Had a dream like martin luther, little bit of hope

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

Ill post this rap to sit and save,

Go get the money out the safe

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

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

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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