This is a song about "Mate"

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

My fake accent ain't the only thing i put down under mate

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

You will be out of cum before the christmas, mate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

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

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

Until the night he saw her gettin' with his best mate

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

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

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

As i switch ur faith!,im holy like gate,n ur mother was just easy to mate,

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Ill get my mate duds to see that

Twista finna get up on the track