This is a song about "Mates stirling girls"

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

But i do quite well with all the bait

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

My brains the thing that pull it, mates be telling me to cool it

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

My so called mates all turned to snakes

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

One verse is all it takes

I'm rapping for my mates

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

I'm missing the mates that i used to know.