This is a song about "Dish"

I be serving wack rappers like a dish

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Try to jack and i will attack

Hang em' up, the dish rack/

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Hot like a cajun dish not like you lame ass pricks cuz you spit bars

Dish you out without a doubt or second thought as though i forgot what you did snitch,

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

You snitch,before you be homeless,go do the dish

Gotta hella fish on white china dish

It seems to remind me of a scene like this

I serve a dish that will burn the lips of who's turn it is

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this