This is a song about "Post up"

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

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

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Watch each others backs and guard your command post

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

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

So before you post better think ahead,

And post the shit on instagram

Playboy, i don't own that man

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

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

Pockets swoll like i just cracked a safe

Ill post this rap to sit and save,