This is a song about "Taxing me mate jakr"

If you can't change this fate then don't arrange for a mate

Let em marinate, you forever late

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

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

This is why her nigga mad

Ill get my mate duds to see that

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

Girl would give anything to have her soul mate

Where every recipient, property of the state

You will be out of cum before the christmas, mate

So if love is a chess game, check mate

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape