This is a song about "My mate steve"

Twista finna get up on the track

Ill get my mate duds to see that

I look like steve buscemi

Let me rideuntil i get free

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

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

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

My other mate michael fucked a street cat

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

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate