This is a song about "Best mates"

But my mates said i'm a loser

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Electronically, technology the best

But i can only love you when you undressed

The day before is better than the present

Man saturday mornings was the best

Best ingest molecules

When they hear me rocking the groove

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

This fact you don't get the best will remain the best.

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

The sun gives light cause it is the window

I'm missing the mates that i used to know.

Never ever pay rent

Now i hope you the best