This is a song about "Oceanic plate"

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

I can't correlate the weight of being served on a cold plate,

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

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

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Play this shit while you contemplate

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

And i’ll be sure to serve you with a cold plate,

I want a full plate then another plate after

Tell her drink, come get drunk, it's nut cracker

Now i'm in the zone

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Step to the plate, witness petrifying diligence