This is a song about "Deep fried pickles"

100 deep v.i.p. no guest list

I should've been a dentist

Word of advise, don't feed your customers chicken fried mice,

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

It's getting colder, shouldn't have dug so deep

Niggas is unifying as we speak

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Top ranked, number one my son

Fried, despised my heart that lies within/

My talent should take me places i've never been

To reds i ain't know how to act

You fried under that heated lamp,

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,