This is a song about "Guy platter"

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

The path to success served in a golden platter for me thanks to ma family

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Slowly realizing im that guy

I wanna be the guy

And in fact i can’t deny

I'm past that, i'm working on my master

I boil lines under the hot platter.

That's the window into the sky

Hopin hes the right guy

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her