This is a song about "Ship mate"

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Be free in society or a prison mate

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship//

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

Well, the club bout to hear this song

But no, that ship has gone

Hole in the hull, busted ship

One night love: i'mma need that

You could not afford a hoe mate, how would you support a soul mate

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Half of us males dont even love our mate

Look through my rear window and get back to me mate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate