This is a song about "You have no mate"

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

Theres no escaping once they have you there

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

What a desperation, you have no authorization.

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

That you obviously have no intelligence

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

Only concern was the home that was close to him

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

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Girl would give anything to have her soul mate