This is a song about "Fried rice"

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Yeah your fried i may be pork rines but i survive

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

To run and hide, now your pussies fried

Three times cause fate had my side

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

Picture me lettin this chump survive

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

So fasten your seatbelts we got rice to ration