This is a song about "Tectonics plates"

Lyrical spinach coursed on my main plates for more listening

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

Educate yourselves, of africa

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

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

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Creating a sonic blast which will move tectonics

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

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

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Shook the rap game like tectonics, hydroponic chronic got my lungs pneumonic

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

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape