This is a song about "Email"

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

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

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

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