This is a song about "Nate mate"

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

I'm on the british south east coast mate

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

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Nate and cloud the 2 new elites

Can barely walk the city streets

Me and nate steppin' through heavens gate

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Half of us males dont even love our mate

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Off his edge chipped plates, he catered with his invisible "mate"

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate