This is a song about "Mates stirling girls"

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I get jelous when your with other girls

I'm rapping for my mates

And no longing for dates

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

One verse is all it takes

My so called mates all turned to snakes

Most girls want attention

Through thick and thin

'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught

The clientele buy and sell like a pawn shop