This is a song about "Good mate"

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Off his edge chipped plates, he catered with his invisible "mate"

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

Half of us males dont even love our mate

She self made, i'm self made

I'm on the british south east coast mate

If you can't change this fate then don't arrange for a mate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

You could not afford a hoe mate, how would you support a soul mate

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

Early adapters agree they all late

You will be out of cum before the christmas, mate

I feel good, i look great

Never late but awake mate/