This is a song about "Email"

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.

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

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

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

And why the hell am i locked in jail