This is a song about "Plate boundary facts"

Crazy out of my mind, fell out of the boundary

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

City national bank evolve into shape

Bringing them home and across my plate

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

We’re walking past the head on a silver plate

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Early adapters agree they all late

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

And i won't be lyin' when i say i’m a sick rapper

I want a full plate then another plate after

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

Smashing stereos and emcees, just bringing the facts/

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

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