This is a song about "Serving hardtime"

This is the kings buffet, i'm serving all you whores stick to ya day job mopping floors

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Face your fate of serving in my servitude

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

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

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Inadvertently flowing a slurred serving of slippery words

Im gonna ration these f bombs heres a serving of fuck you

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

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

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Life's a war i'm a soldier in it i'm serving

She likes the way it hits her lips

A mother serving time in the years