This is a song about "Dish"

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

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

You know, they say that dish is best served cold?

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

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

My stomach feeling empty i could use a dish

Gotta be something for me write this

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

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

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

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

Fix a dish of rapper's dicks, most of y'all are gimmicks,