This is a song about "Guy platter"

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

And served it to the public on a silver platter

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

So don't be suprised when i bake you under the hot platter.

Live off my lie and my lullaby

Did you meet another guy

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Even passing out that eminem guy

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I'm goin grinch on this bitch, serving you a second time on the same platter

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

Trying to become i.t guy

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

I rather have a silver platter than- fall into life's badder trends