This is a song about "Shcool mates"

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

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I would ask who's frank she would say one of my new crew mates with a new face

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

I'm missing the mates that i used to know.

If you know like i know, you should lie low

Chilling with my mates but i dont give a fuck about rotations

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

But my mates said i'm a loser

Ya'll wife and white knight her

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

And tell all you mates that im killin you

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Me and a few mates,pinging through the park and jumping a few gates

High: that's why they call us planes

I'm rapping for my mates