This is a song about "Room mate"

Buff gorilla in the room

I'm not moving like a cartoon

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

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Where every recipient, property of the state

Look through my rear window and get back to me mate

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Self made coming soon

Across the crowded room,

Ill get my mate duds to see that

There's crack, there's crack

I'm on the british south east coast mate

City national bank evolve into shape

Never late but awake mate/

Play this shit while you contemplate