This is a song about "Deep fried pickles"

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Lay em to rest, 6 feet deep

I said i got my ass beat

When did my problems get so deep?

Shoot my ping and if you gonna listen

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

You only live once, tonight we do it twice

Yeah your fried i may be pork rines but i survive

Shout it loud as you can, i ain't listening, i breathe deep,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Instead of veggie fried lies and man's eyes exposed,

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes