This is a song about "Email"

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

The discuss section is fuckin wrecked. someone email amir the god about this.

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

All i read is constant email on retail to resale the streets well

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

Fuck a deal, i just want my father's email