This is a song about "Plate tectonic"

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Got many bitches on my plate at once

The fucking tectonic plates or even a gold ring,

See i'm fronting, get your food, keep on running

They fasting they won't leave me ate

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

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Step to the plate, witness petrifying diligence

Finally i got a break and cut my first plate.

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

I got a lot of stuff on my plate,

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late