This is a song about "She has no mates"

Picture a place that they exist, together

It's not about what she has or what's in her dresser

But he don't rule a thing

He just has no dime, see arms rocking,

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Yet your cd has no buyers,

Like being garbage some type of disease

She has a heart attack an falls to her knees

She's lightskinned, thick and she has blonde hair!"

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Why has she gone so distant

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Or the dreams she has for her and new found talent

The anger that she has,

Fell asleep in first class