This is a song about "Dropped my fried rice"

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Don't be surprised. if i hit you with a sack of rice

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

The oil-like solution dropped in solitary, so my right ear felt, very heavy

I thought you was finished when i dropped my last battle on you

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

My verse is taken like a drug, needle dropped in the vein