This is a song about "Tectonic plates"

So your last resort is to eat off other niggas plates/

I'm so fucking raw haters hoping that i catch aids

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Lyrical spinach coursed on my main plates for more listening

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

That dead awake will rip through the metal plates, ya,

To new levels of ignorance, makes us hard as metal plates,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

Eating competition like a carnivore three plates deep coming back for more

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

Off his edge chipped plates, he catered with his invisible "mate"

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

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

I don't do dishes but i throw away your mothafuckin plates//

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes