This is a song about "Sick waiter"

Waiter asked for my order, i say i wanna piece of you/

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Pretend bars like the templars, like when desmond was a waiter

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

The morgue could afford just cause we was doing murdering

Fresher than a waiter, defeat is what i'm serving,

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

Of a waiter but the way i'm dropping shit is major

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Sick twisted fantasies

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Got a sign on my dick

Which rap will make you sick