This is a song about "Boy me a plate"

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

But a gotta pick up, step up to the plate

Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

A plate full of death with a side of fluoride

They are here to make our lives whirl

Let me tell you 'bout a boy and a girl

All within me, that's a lot on my plate.

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

They tell me i'm mammas boy,a piece toy, bullying me every moment,scratch me with alloy,

Right now, so the boy can see it, i dont wanna be rude, neither crude, but fuck boy

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

Any rhyme that i could give him, serve it back right on a plate