This is a song about "I ain t your mate"

We both had dreams of being great

Never late but awake mate/

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

School ain't even start yet, there ain't not freaks here

Cause, i need that one good time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to

I could think of a couple positions for you

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Bt i m sure dat my dick for u will be t pain

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

If only i could find my soul mate,

Talk sharp like a razor blade