This is a song about "Fuck washing dishes"

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Eat you up, watch nfl, feet up, have whats left of you doing my dishes

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Make meals in hell’s kitchen with these dishes

And i need you to show me love

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Cause i can wash u out like im doin tha dishes,

I need a backyard full court size

Fuck your prison, fuck your life

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

All the while you're washing up on the shores of my clarity

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

When they here today what you say to them