This is a song about "Deep fry"

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father

I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

I fry niggas come at me than you might get yours

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

If you do then ima have to aim and fry

But its too late your knee deep.

Swear i will murk any beat

With deep, intricate, meticulous rhymes

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

You got get deep, deep down inside

Indubitably i'm too street

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