This is a song about "Oceanic plate"

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

I get my paper, y'all just hate

'cause i don't have typical shit on my dinner plate

Wasn’t bustin’ jimmy, i’d be busy gettin’ paid

Eatin' all the rappers, got their names on my plate

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

When the club gets played

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Got many bitches on my plate at once

If y’all important, i come at you, firing poems

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

Bringing them home and across my plate

No, i ain't, glazed donuts for luncheon, on my plate.

Where every recipient, property of the state

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions