This is a song about "Tectonic plates"

Our children must be taught, of africa

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

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

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

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

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

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

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

The fucking tectonic plates or even a gold ring,

Since she wasn't really cribbing to his living

When truly we're divided by our wealth, those lying snakes,

Cause i'm not about to sell me soul to live life moving like license plates

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

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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