This is a song about "You got mail"

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

You got me blue and lonely

You thought you got it made

Redbox flow and i do not date

And i got that bait, they all bad

You aint even got a pack

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Rappers wanna battle me, i have to mail their heads back

I'll mail them to your door and send a note

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

I got more and you got less

You say you got a nigga

My all gold rolly or the