This is a song about "You have no mate"

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

That you would no longer have emotion

And you certainly have no chemistry,

Look it something they can't ever see

Because they have no accurate opinions of you,

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

I'm knocking you faggots down like you're pawns, and i'm ready to put this shit in check mate!

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Theres no escaping once they have you there

It's been a weekend, five starrin' in her underwear

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Creations of garbage meaning you have no vocation,

You will have no friend, you donkey gorrilla fucked

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

You know that love is a very serious thing

You have no talent, why did you even start rapping