This is a song about "United parcel service"

Dial up words but they're not in service

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Penetratin' the game on its cervix is my service

Dial up words but they're not in service

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Secret service insurgents observe me nervously

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

Dial up words but they're not in service

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service