This is a song about "Plate"

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

I got a lot of stuff on my plate,

Once a date, then comes a plate and i can't operate,

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

I got them saying who dat, who dat? cole world

If this is the fuckin' plate you ordered,

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Talk sharp like a razor blade

But luckily it landed in your lunch plate

Our vision never changed, we self made

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

Bringing them home and across my plate

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

Got many bitches on my plate at once

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts