This is a song about "Post structuralism"

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

She looks better than beyonce, alicia keys

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

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Duct tape and tied to the motherfucking bed post

Who swore i'd wouldn't live till twentynow they gotta cope

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

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

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