This is a song about "Plate margins"

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

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

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

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

New york, va, dc, get paid

When i eat off ya plate

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

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

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

If this is the fuckin' plate you ordered,

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

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

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Ma words are like a golden medal on a golden plate

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate