This is a song about "Mates turn there backs"

That it snaps fast and the backlash will crack backs

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

So kicking backs the only place i'll find my peace of mind

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

And tell all you mates that im killin you

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

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

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

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

But my mates said i'm a loser

And i ain't frontin for her

One verse is all it takes

I'm rapping for my mates