This is a song about "My mates"

See my pain through my eyes,

And when i start to rise

My so called mates all turned to snakes

We ain't playing no fucking games

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

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

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

And i ain't frontin for her

But my mates said i'm a loser

And he, what's his name, earl

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

Got a condo around my neck girl, i'm cashing out

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

Once as a slave who imagined being free

That is my wish, my fantasy.