This is a song about "Doing the dishes"

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

The hand he was dealt was shit but now he's doing alright

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

C'mon son, the fuck you think you doing

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Doing the time for fixin to many sweet rhymes

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

What the fuck is up what it is how you doing

Doing this cuz im the boss of me

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

We eatin an u cleaning all the dishes ass nigga,

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

He's the one doing his stuff

My nigga, its all love

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

All yo bitch be doin' is washin the dishes.