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

Rat t-t-t-tatted up on my back

The door crack, niggas all black

We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I am the dame who breaks the face of her mate who became an ogre

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

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

With your girl and her mate i had a three way

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

As i switch ur faith!,im holy like gate,n ur mother was just easy to mate,