This is a song about "Paper plate monsters"

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

As they rape those monsters i smoke my weed

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Talk sharp like a razor blade

When i eat off ya plate

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I'm gettin paper, yeah i get paper,

Monsters creeping up in the night

My uncle pulled me to the side

Like an old paper plate

Guess i'm self made

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

Repealing this monsters cause they unappealing

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king