This is a song about "Brandon rice"

I don't mean to hurt your feelings but go fuck your self with a one kilo bag of rice

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

But off white like rice, you moonwalk like mice..its nice

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Id rather be a man, satisfied by a grain of rice

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Its like condilisa rice, not being republican

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live