This is a song about "Serving hardtime"

Confuse onlookers, as this crook is serving you from a jug

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Fitting that you're the tutor cause i'm serving you a lesson

And maybe serving for the greater good will be my saving grace,

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Serving disses like dishes pie yah im bout lay crust,

I'm serving the beat, nobody's perfect as me

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

Kind of serving up hip hop on a silver platter.