This is a song about "Mate"

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

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Look through my rear window and get back to me mate

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Half of us males dont even love our mate

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

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

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

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

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