This is a song about "Email"

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

Y'all niggas look like y'all wanted me to stay in jail

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

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

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

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