This is a song about "Post structuralism"

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

And post the shit on instagram

Pushing in my mama van

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

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

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Im the lyrical hangman this post the rope

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Post it to they head, leave em a mental note

Smoke that mark mcgwire strong, oakland a no basic smoke

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

So before you post better think ahead,