This is a song about "Teflon plate on my chest"

Lashes on my chest, claw marks on my breast, my brain's set to rot.

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

It's really not an issue

Too much on my plate joseph fuck you

I got a lot of stuff on my plate,

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

See i can only love you when you undressed

These days i try my best, still got a load on my chest

Takin shots swear is like my stomachs made of teflon

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I have so much weight on my chest

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Got many bitches on my plate at once

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Should have never let me free/ filled with hate / evil doings on my plate./

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape