This is a song about "Rate"

It wasn't rate, and it wasn't fate,

At an extremly alarming rate

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

Which coincides with the rate i sniffed turning my eyes wide

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

Something i craved, mocha has got me jumping, like the birth rate.

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

I am amazed that i can still function at this rate,

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Blood pressure climbs at a dramatic rate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

I'm 5'8 (five eight), responsible for increasing crime rate.

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

My lyrics will be getting a 100% rate