This is a song about "Upset mate"

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Cool, 'cause i don't get upset

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

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

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

Minus the love, they feel like i was something to hate

If only i could find my soul mate,

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Sometimes i get upset, cause i ain't blew up yet

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Thenlack of you here is making me upset

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Off his edge chipped plates, he catered with his invisible "mate"

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight