This is a song about "My mates"

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

When i get my v12, i’ma be in six of them

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

But my mates said i'm a loser

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

See my pain through my eyes,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

And all they wanna do is be with me, even my mates girls

She going to borrow some money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

And the judge never knew which substance i used

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Got a condo on my wrist girl, i'm cashing out