This is a song about "Plate tectonic"

We both teenagers with the same mind state

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

The fucking tectonic plates or even a gold ring,

Are you coming?to the point that your running

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

But a gotta pick up, step up to the plate

Fueled by the world's underground, call me tectonic/

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

But luckily it landed in your lunch plate

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

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

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

So beat me to the bone

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

If this is the fuckin' plate you ordered,