This is a song about "Mate your shit"

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

I'm knocking you faggots down like you're pawns, and i'm ready to put this shit in check mate!

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid

And know they'll go home and mate

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

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

So if love is a chess game, check mate

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

And if you're goin on a date mate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Your playing my shit on repeat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

With your girl and her mate i had a three way

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play