This is a song about "Late great ate plate mate fate"

My money like a senior, watch it graduate

No cash for paint, i look great when beef on the plate,

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Give me dome, then let me skate

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

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

Us together that's nothing but fate

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I let her decorate the real estate

Style getting anarchistic, shudda ate supper

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I can tell you that this tape

Like an old paper plate

Its dark, so for this im great, im in the house with my #1 mate

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape