This is a song about "Losing a mate"

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

So if love is a chess game, check mate

Im washin off another plate

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

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Razor under the tongue, like bitches losing the last few pounds, its a close cut

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

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

I had a mate but she was ape and coudnt take shape

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

I can tell you that this tape

Never late but awake mate/

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,