This is a song about "Email"

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

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

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

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

Rebound slow you down but you gotta exhale

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

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb