This is a song about "Tectonics plates"

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

To liberate yourselves, africa

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

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

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Lyrical spinach coursed on my main plates for more listening

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

Creating a sonic blast which will move tectonics

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

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

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

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played