This is a song about "Deep fried pickles"

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

You fried under that heated lamp,

When did my problems get so deep?

For the low that nine cheap

Now i don't want to sound bad, gangster or fried,

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

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

Frickin fried tie-dyed chicken just listen, you mother fucker cock sucker slurp burp into submission

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

If i die before i wake

I don't wanna be fried or baked

100 deep v.i.p. no guest list

I should've been a dentist

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Would you cry if i told you that i've died inside, brain fried