This is a song about "Lana is my mate"

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

You will be out of cum before the christmas, mate

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

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

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

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

I'm on the british south east coast mate

City national bank evolve into shape

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

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

My faith's grown, you can check mate, i pray to the lord

Im washin off another plate

And know they'll go home and mate

But i do quite well with all the bait

Half of us males dont even love our mate