This is a song about "No more hate on my plate"

Nigga fuck the black and whites

And focus more on my rhymes.

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Bringing them home and across my plate

And from now on ther'll be no more stress,

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

He looks down on her, with no hate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

So dont bite my style and lay on the madness of hate

All within me, that's a lot on my plate.

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Keep a smile on my face, just so they can hate

City national bank evolve into shape