This is a song about "Suicide letters"

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

But how can you start a line without any letters

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

[f] forgettin' fame formulates foreplay for suicide,

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Suicide bombs like a motherfucking terrorist

Oldest nation on this earth

Post cards and my letters

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride

Im commitin homicide, just to stop suicide,

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Tried perfecting my letters n

I'm piling up these letters too high for me to count

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Boss in my hugo, floss like my tooth hurt

Yellow feathers splittin letters like big bird